Love Your Breast Poem by Adrienne Clark Strachn

The subtle sounds of a baby
nursing on a nipple nourishing his hunger.
The peace and satisfaction between mother and child
The difference between a man and a woman
whether to big or small
looking at them, reminds us to check them monthy
be sure, there's no lumps, imperfections
everthing is good for sure.
Cancer could be deadly
Pervention is a cure.
These two rounded bumps we carry for life
a choosen desire
to wear a bra each and every day.
Mankind adores them
remembering the comfort from there own mother's breast
wanting to suckle them just like a baby,
When boy becomes a man
he longs for the closeness, hungry for the pleasure
Some woman hide them with shame
painful shoulders, back pain, a choice to go braless.
Where are all the pretty bras,
only in the smaller sizes, miss?
Whatever your desire to do with them
you are a woman, love your breast
they are part of you..
wear them well, they belong to you......
Written by Adrienne C. Strachn