A Weaning Pantoum

A Weaning Pantoum – For Glory

Pocket of air between your mouth and my nipple

Lips looming, anticipation of

Warm liquid sliding, eyes peering

Your hand gently patting “mama I love you”

Lips looming, anticipation of

The day we won’t sit down to nurse

Your hand gently patting “mama, I love you”

Your body sinking into me

The day we won’t sit down to nurse

I’ll wait for story time

Your body sinking into me

Feeding you words instead of milk

I’ll wait for story time,

Fill you with books

Feed you words instead of milk

Nourish you with hugs and whispers

Fill you with books

Let you hands wander through the pages

Nourish you with hugs and whispers

Kiss your hair and hear your voice

Let you hands wander through pages

As your mind wanders through thought

Kiss your hair and hear your voice

Repeat the last word on each page

As your mind wanders through thought

And your heart— warm with milk

Repeats the last word on each page

Gingerly turning like months and years

And your heart— warm with milk

Chooses love and cares for others

A little one in your lap

You read to your child and fill her with milk

A little one in your lap

Warm liquid sliding, eyes peering

You fill her with milk and stories

Just a pocket of air between her mouth and your nipple.

Photo of Mother and Baby Nursing in Bathtub

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