Baby A [For Sophia]
called first to grace the world
it was a tie really.
so small and so precious
sweet sweet sophia.
loved from the moment I saw you.
I told you I would buy you a pony.
eyes like twinkling gems
bright and warming the room
so brilliant and so beautiful
with little hands to hold close
you shined upon the face of death.
I told you I would buy you a pony.
called first to grace the sky
my archon of loves breath
small lungs fighting, slow.
you said goodbye with your smile
and took part of me to heaven.
I told you I would buy you a pony.