To My Daughter, Sophia

"Is it a girl? I think it's a girl!!...Doc?" Flowers form'd blooms from sunny Easter skies Let's call her Sophia Pascal Peacock Our first baby born with baby blue eyes You were two, I'd brag..."See what I'm seeing?" Sighing, your mother would cringe and quiver "Look! We've made the perfect human being, She got all the best things we could give her!" Wisdom, passion, love flows from your spirit So alive with drive, caring and kind too Accepting defeat? No, you won't hear it So...you know...we can't be more proud of you Birth day, we pray'd, thank'd God that He brought her Now sweet sixteen, my beautiful daughter