I saw her in the ball pit
She had a favourite ball.
I watched her give it voices
And hold it tight and small.
I wondered how she chose it
To be her favourite toy
When so just like the others,
How soon it\'ll be one boy
She\'s anointed from the mass
To be her source of joy.
I thought about her mother
How I was once her ball.
Now she\'s in the pit
Playing with them all.