I see in the mirror my black hair in thee
A small, feeding bundle
Precious to me.
I love that I'm giving
You life through my milk
I swaddle your body
In pure Chinese silk.
If ever I worry that this does not last
I'll look back in the mirror
And recapture the past.
A contest entry
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Very sweet, there is nothing more precious. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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Aww, this made me wish I could have another baby. It brought back such precious memories. Thanks for entering and good luck
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yea yea so sweet so fleeting such a time no one can take from you.
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this is a great poem. very deep to me..
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"I swaddle your body
In pure Chinese silk."
Beautiful lines in a well established piece. -
my husband's computer glared out BG a little but daughter's showed it okay and I accept
thank you for modifying the accent so I can concentrate on sent words for steady import not blown out of proportion
I enjoyed the bounce of pointing out something to the infant with validity an adult can take to heart, as "I love that I'm giving
You life through my milk" isn't by random fun. there is ultimate home meal per se with it, so unlike any replica. parental notation is to be "A small, feeding bundle" not to get confused with a bottle...
and so attention to not be overwhelming one from the womb with "I swaddle your body
In pure Chinese silk" does need to keep up with attachment need. Admission in your ending sorts how stressing accomodation difficulty may arise as well as weaning true for party not just part of the picture but potential in the long.
and such was my concern for this contest, in terms of recovery very easy with a flexible neckline not to be finally figured out but an attraction with extra function from woman to mamma -- not locked out from normal flowing contact as child.
it's interesting the remark to view where others viewpoint can come in or poignantly importance made to be maintained. that's why I love on off shoulder dresses because they can be photogenic and photo albums of lactating flashes with film of scarf.
chips of in stone...
I appreciate this quick feeling for thoughtfulness,
babies are my subject -
background needs to be simulating life not myth, please
hi, you're the second entrant making BG break of rules so I'll wait for your change too
I won't give bigger comment until that is settled.
I look forward to your full presentation cooperation,
babies are my subject -
This was a lovely delicate write that brought back many memories to me.
Best wishes in the contest.
Love Margaret
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Excellent work in this poem! I am sure it was a special time in your life...THANKS FOR SHARING THIS! Good luck in the contest!!
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lovely poem about your child rearing , best wishes in the contest ...peter
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Beautifully done. The rhyme flows beautifully. It make me wish that I had been more successful in my attempts with my girls. Such a beautiful moment between mother and child and you have captured it with style and grace. Good luck
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