Carol McCormick - For Joshua lyrics

I once wrote a poem of a fish, gutted on some dock, rainbows, naturally, glinting off scales; the odd beauty of it's d**h. Still you, I can barely touch with the pen. Every attempt delivers the most peculiar picture; a tiny slip of a girl perched over a churn, her ladle shaken, and cream, free of it's skin, spilling, pouring, over her feet.