Angel Baby

[Buh4Bee]

Angel Baby

Each time you rattle your keys,
I pull the string on your nursery rhyme
As if I am throwing a handful of seeds to a pack of pigeons.

You ask now for your milk from my body,
Drain the liquid dry, leaving behind a vessel of love.
Although empty, I am sustained by your music and joy.

In the floor’s sunbeam, I look and listen to you,
your hands and breath are part of mine.
You are my living prayer.

[Virgil]

While I can't relate to the "sucking the milk from my body" :p I can't realte to the over arching sentiment. I found the phrase "In the floor's sunbeam" fascinating. Thanks for the poem Jersea. :)

[hillwalker]

This is a loving picture of a mother worshipping the very existence of her child, but it manages to avoid all the sickly, syrupy images and language normally assciated with such poetry. Magical.

[Delta40]

my eldest daughter moved out on Saturday. this poem is just what I need to shed a few more tears Jersea....thanks

[dafydd manton]

Dads feel it as well, but not perhaps as much!!!! Thanks!! Beautiful.

[Jerrybaldy]

lovely maternal thought