A beautiful poem by a wonderful friend!

“Shaunie Baby,” “Shaunie Baby” What is more
By Ms. Né

“Shaunie Baby,” “Shaunie Baby” is what I call you
cause your name like that
sounds good to me

“Ms. Né,” or “Granné” is what they call me
cause a name like mine
sounds better what way

“Shaunie Baby,” “Shaunie Baby” how can it be
that you say so much
but haven’t spoken a word

What is more

You speak with your eyes
with a golden glow
melting hearts as they come and go

You speak from your soul
with a shining light
illuminating even my little toe

You speak in the silence of books
like the great green room
when you hear about a cow jumping over the moon

What is more

When “The Boys” play with the guys
you’re always the superhero
belting darts to and fro

One day you’ll love Scottie’s cereal bowl
with delicious milk a bright
floating cinnamon toast crunch in tow

One day you’ll love books Stephen writes
like the story of the sonic boom,
hurricane Sandy and the Batman cartoon

What is more

Your brothers, the Batman Duo Justice League pretended to be in disguise
and saved Berryville with a stick like an arrow
with super grappling hooks, batterings and a simple bow

One day you’ll play with “The Boys” on patrol
Or run really fast until out of sight
or slide down with your ski pole

One day maybe you’ll write your own book
and it won’t be about bloom and glume
it’ll be an adventure and how you conquered Your typhoon

What is more

“Shaunie Baby,” “Shaunie Baby” until then,
up high in the skies
an Angel flies fly by like a song sparrow
protecting you as you grow

You are perfect and whole
don’t give up the fight
everything will be alright, Jesus tells us so

He promises us all what our heart delights
He knew you before you were in your mother’s womb
"What is more," He promises to help you pilot Your balloon

“Shaunie Baby,” “Shaunie Baby” is what He calls you too
you can’t leave us yet
cause He’s not done with you