She floated like a princess all in pink.
Her feet were lost in her mother’s shoes.
She is grown up now, I think.
She tossed out petals to watch them sink
down to mermaids in the shimmery blue.
She floated like a princess all in pink.
She liked to twirl and whirl and wink
swinging hands in a world bright and new.
She is grown up now, I think.
She toasted her teddies with a clink-clink
while swearing friendship forever true.
She floated like a princess all in pink.
She boxed her crayons to write in cursive ink
and wears stiff jeans in darker hues.
She once floated like a princess, all in pink.
She has grown up now, I think.