Banana Slivers

Baby and I lounge in bed

on an easy Sunday afternoon

He bounces around happily gobbling down

the banana slivers that I spoon him from the husk

Mmmmm’ma

With each sliver

he grants my face a kiss

He’s a loving gardener

Planting wet sticky banana-scented kisses

from which yields a harvest of happiness

Soul sustenance

Mmmmm’ma

Banana slivers bring him happiness

His sticky rewards leave me with a joy

that will never wash away

Mmmmm’ma