A slice of heaven

For my littlest niece,Eva:



Sweet little baby,
You smell of something alien-
Transparency, purity, innocence.
A fragment of the soul of the maker
I can breathe in forever,your essence.

Sweet little baby,
Made of fresh peaches and cream
Wonder what’s in your mind
And what is the sight
That makes you smile in your dream

Sweet little baby,
Your arrival makes me, a pauper
Suddenly full and sate-
Like a slice of heaven pie
Served warm on my plate!

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