Breastfeeding Poems

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One

A mother's breast

A child's rest

For comfort or food

Anywhere, in any mood

A newborn baby or an older child

Just for a sip, or for a long while

Black babies, white and asian too,

latino, indigenous be it many or few

All have one thing they want and adore

Milk from their mother, ever more, ever more-

Two

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

I drink Mommy's milk

Do you drink it too?

When I wake up, or when I fall down

Up in a plane, or strolling in town

On my bed or while riding in the sling

Nursing is one of my favorite things...-

Three

Come little child, sit in my lap

It's time to nurse to sleep and go down for a nap

O little one, suckling of mine,

Won't you stay small for all time?

Come little babe, there is no hurry

I watch no clock, why should I worry?

My breasts have purpose, not just to tease

My breasts work hard to nourish with ease

And when you reach their journey's end, 

Your sibling will from you them lend