Glide, slip, hop, glide,
Ricochet rounds bends,
Ponce where others jump, not unusually,
Sophie does it best,
Full of gleee, full of wonder,
Like a ballerina,
Grace never alludes her,
Soaring like Iowa eagles,
Cressing table tops,
Never will my little girl roam,
Inside kitty like her sister mom and uncle Black,
Maybe one day her two human moms will have a cat run part of house.
Keeping this graceful fun loving little girl safe, not a chore, an honor.
See cat families and dog families are made up of human and fir,
Love is love,
Dancing is dancing,
Two months to death,
I soar with a tear while I read or write,
Sophie Kleeman Heike soars when she dances.