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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
2012-09-21
2011-12-04
Poem: "For a Little While"
For a Little While
For a little while, I’d like to capture you in this moment
For a little while, I’d like to pretend you’ll always be
four
For a little while, I’d like to ignore that your favourite
shirt is getting too small
For a little while
I don’t want to hold you back-
I love seeing the person you are becoming
I am excited when you discover new things about your world
And I love hearing you spell your own name
But for a little while,
I’d like to freeze time
I want to capture the warmth of your smile forever
I want to feel your little hands in mine always
I love hugging and kissing you goodnight after a story
For a little while ...
You’re still my baby boy.
© 2007 b milljour
2011-11-26
Poem: Wean Me Gently
This post first appeared in an issue of the Birthvine over five years ago. I'm posting it here because it has always struck a chord with me, and I wanted to share it with everyone.
The dance of weaning is an intricate one; Sometimes it's two steps forward, one step back, other days it's one step forward, two steps back.
It seemed fitting to use this poem for our inagural post, I hope you enjoy it.
The dance of weaning is an intricate one; Sometimes it's two steps forward, one step back, other days it's one step forward, two steps back.
It seemed fitting to use this poem for our inagural post, I hope you enjoy it.
Wean Me Gently
by Cathy Cardall
I know I look so big to you,
by Cathy Cardall
I know I look so big to you,
Maybe I seem too big for the needs I have.
But no matter how big we get,
We still have needs that are important to us.
I know that our relationship is growing and changing,
But no matter how big we get,
We still have needs that are important to us.
I know that our relationship is growing and changing,
But I still need you. I need your warmth and closeness,
Especially at the end of the day
When we snuggle up in bed.
Please don't get too busy for us to nurse.
Especially at the end of the day
When we snuggle up in bed.
Please don't get too busy for us to nurse.
I know you think I can be patient,
Or find something to take the place of a nursing;
A book, a glass of something,
But nothing can take your place when I need you.
Or find something to take the place of a nursing;
A book, a glass of something,
But nothing can take your place when I need you.
Sometimes just cuddling with you,
Having you near me is enough.
I guess I am growing and becoming independent,
Having you near me is enough.
I guess I am growing and becoming independent,
But please be there.
This bond we have is so strong and so important to me,
Please don't break it abruptly.
This bond we have is so strong and so important to me,
Please don't break it abruptly.
Wean me gently,
Because I am your mother,
And my heart is tender.
Thanks to Elizabeth Holt for finding this great poem
Because I am your mother,
And my heart is tender.
Thanks to Elizabeth Holt for finding this great poem
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