Reflection Poem by Jeff Hobbs

I held my little boy last night
As he lay on the pillow
Sucking gently at the teat of a bottle
Taking in the milk, gulping
With a gentle smile appearing from around
The sides
His eyes were closed, his body limp
He was totally relaxed and totally trusting
As he took in the final drops
I removed the bottle and looked at his
Round face
His ears slightly protruding
His sparse hair
He frowned and his lip
Started to tremble
His face creased and he suddenly
Looked totally abandoned and lost
His peace had been taken from him
And I realised he was me.

(21 June 2006)