Sofia

Hello my lovely, how are you
Really nice to see you
Each time I see a likeness of you and yours,
it breaks my heart. As for you little one
I've never seen you, and not likely to
Don't even know how old are you,
But it seems your probably three or four
So you've started ballet lessons
Would be nice seeing you pirouetting
As for Sofia's dream, is it Sofia's
Or mummy's dream, it matters not.
Who's dream it is, as long you love your ballet
So you'll need your ballet shoes,
And a practice bar, to practice on...
You'll need a long mirror, to see what you do
A lot of stretching,  and what have you,
You'll stand en point, and spin around,
But not to, fast or you'll fall down 
there will be times your muscles feel sore
But worry not mummy will sort it
You are her sun, her moon,  and stars
And to me, you are my light.
You see I light up when I see you
And then the pain hits me
That I've been sent to the edge of hell
My sin must have been immense,
And there's no returning
But I send you my love,
My very best love, my darling.

              By Connie James