Daughter's World

Tell me about pink and pearl and pale lavender

Red, green, 
blue and yellow
paint the day
I would tell her.

While black and white
create the night 
and blanket us 
for slumber.

Picasso’s daughter.

Tell me about pink
and pearl and pale lavender,
and how rose and jade 
in sweet cascade
add shades 
that soften our lives.

That world,
so much calmer,
so far beyond my reach,
dances and prances 
and entangles the lances 
of the boys along the street.

I see it,
and smell it
and yearn to relish it.

But that’s as far as it goes,
for there’ll be no princess
to add to the mischief 
of this house of rowdy boys.