Mom's Mountains Of Maternal Milk Poem by John Sensele

Invigorating, inspiring and enduring is mom's love
So pure, so pacific, so pervasive, so protective
It nurtures, nourishes and above
All, flatters, fondles, favours in a supportive

Manner meant to build
Bonds best
Consumed and consolidated to shield
Her baby from harm as baby from mom's breast

Sucks milk without any ilk
While tender love baby tackles
Along the way whether mom in silk
Or in satin his booties mom buckles

While time for a bath beckons
For baby to wash away dead cells
Just in time for lullaby ringtones
To soothe baby to sleep to sounds of baby bells.