Tiny hands moving swiftly
wrapping fingers around mine
as we nurse -
I nourish / you play.
I love how soft your tiny fingers
feel as they search for my hand to grab onto
as if grabbing on to life as you know it.
Still tied to me by endless flowing milk.
I dread the ending of this relationship.
It is exciting to watch you grow
but I am not quite sure
I am ready to let go.