4 A.M. Feeding

photo by Dynamite Images
You grasp my finger
In your small hand

(Which is not like mine

Yet it fits.)

You hungrily latch

Your lips on tight,

(Lips not like mine
Yet I make them smile.) 
You gurgle then

Grunt your special

Noises, (that I encourage)

Stopping mid gulp to

Open your eyes

(That I did not give you

Yet they reach

Into my soul.)

I hear one small

Word in my

Mind, that settles

In my heart.

This you give to me.



 By Scott Bradford

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One Response to “4 A.M. Feeding”

  1. February 22, 2013 at 8:17 am #

    So touching, and so powerful!