Poem: Drops of Gold

Drops of Gold

It's in the morning that you get,

My breasts already dripping wet.

What tastes yummy, just divine,

But it just a taste of mommies wine.

It's mommies milk, just for you,

Oh but I have so much to do.

Feeding you takes so much time,

But this year will be over at the drop of a dime.

Cracked nipples, wrong hold,

I don't fit into this mold,

Not gaining weight again,

"Help me feed my baby, Amen."

High palette. Recessed chin, 

Not nursing you feels like a sin.

I do what I can and give you my milk

It's only at night on sheets of silk.

Sleeping together makes me whole

Me, my baby, and these drops of gold.

Baby girl, nursing

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