At Some Point In Childhood

At some point in childhood, if you are female You will become aware that you have breasts, or that someday you might And that they are actually mammalian milk squirters For feeding little mammals; and it might occur to you then What a miraculous device, mother nature has put into place To ensure survival, of the most feeble and delicate creatures. And some day if you are pregnant, much later on, and in the back of your mind You remember, that you have the milk devices, and you wonder will they operate Correctly; there is no how-to manual, on how to turn them on and off; Seems confusing, as if there should have been a faucet, but it got left out Of all the biology texts, and then another day very soon, You will be holding that warm, softly nuzzling creature in your arms, That true gourmet and aficionado, of lukewarm milky oozing substances Which are rumored, to issue from within your chest; And wonder of wonders: you discover that the milk will come out itself In search of the baby.