Prelude To Joanie
At first we three thought
It was the biblical cord of life
The noticing ’twas connected to his head
How strange, not to believed
I reached out to feel and the pony’s eyes opened
The cord got hard, the head looked around
And you know who pushed and gushed
The waters of life
First two hooved feet, then the shine of his fur
But at first to my eyes only
Feather — feathers — wings
The butterflies flew up in such colors
Exploding all around us
The rest I did not see — till there he stood — All eyes in wonder
Who me