When I was a baby,
I looked at the breasts of my mother,
Round and lovely,
Full of tasty milk.
I longed to suck the milk of love.
I longed to suck the milk of joy.
I longed to suck the milk of playfulness.
And she hugged to me her lovely breasts.
This was the time I knew what was love.
This was the time I knew motherly care.
This was the time I knew that love is joy.
And God told me so am I to you.
(Graphic: Mother Brestfeeding Photo and dreami stock photo)
Wow. Wonderful poem. Loved the baby and mom in it.. Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was the time I knew what was love. This was the time I knew motherly care. This was the time I knew that love is joy. And God told me so am I to you. lovely poem indeed. comparing mother's love with the Almighty love is just wonderful. so clear in its essence.