Poured out

The globe now held aloft

a prize to be plucked,

was once a breast

to knead and suck,

becoming in time

a homely pillow,

when wearisome days

demanded swaddle.

Ever giving bosom

swells with pride

as time slips and a

journey embraced

with giant steps unfolds;

tears of joy now

wet the beast where once

his fell unchecked.

As memories play,

drizzle mingled tears

wash away evidence

and faded raising years.

Captured in a glance

beating steady in the breast

(once his whole world)

an enduring love remains

eternally professed.

While rhythmic patter

stoically falls

soacked sobs escape

unbidden, a heaving bosom,

an unneeded bosom,

copelled to say 'goodbye.'

Pressed close to her son

her newborne, now a man

with a hunger she can

no longer satisfy...