A Poem on Nursing My Daughter

Curl my arms into a nest,
Tiny fingers clutch my breast.
Perfect lips that open wide,
Searching for the milk inside.
Questing little feet explore,
Unfamiliar yet with floor.
Stroke her chubby baby fat
(Proof that she is healthy, that).
Button nose and perfect chin,
Little dimple when she grins;
Perfect ears and cheeks so round.
Precious little baby sounds.
Golden hair with hint of red
Soft as silk upon her head.
What's this fretful noise I hear?
Mama needs a break, my dear.
Lift her up and hug her close,
Listen to what matters most;
Tiny voice in baby song,
Light within her feels so strong.
Sapphire eyes begin to shine;
I am hers, and she is mine.