On Sunday mornings
she takes her shoes off
and pulls out the princess dresses
while her unicorn sleeps at home
On Sunday mornings
she sneaks around the playroom
looking for things that don’t belong
-a princess has to be tidy-
On Sunday mornings
she repeats phrases from a repertoire
she holds like magic in her pocket
while searching for her Elizabeth, her doll
On Sunday mornings
she prances around
finding things that are out of place
and squeals with delight to say: that doesn’t go in there!
On Sunday mornings
she finds her doll
in the wildest and funniest of places:
the little play oven.
Elizabeth doesn’t belong in there.
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Cute! I have three girls at home. This sounds all very familiar.
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The princess found the princess! I can see the prancing in your words. Is it naughty of me to say the doll in the oven reminds me of Sylvia Plath?
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Your title caught my attention! So cute!
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Love the snippets of life you have captured with the well placed lines in your poem.
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Great poetry best focuses on the little moments. Like Langston Hughes said, “squeezed like a lemon or lime, drop by drop into atomic words.”. You nailed it here.
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SO many lines to love in this piece (not to mention just my overall love for YOUR LOVE of this little girt)…
she repeats phrases from a repertoire
she holds like magic in her pocket
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I liked that line too…still see some revision on this one in the near future. Thanks for reading!
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I love your use of poetry to capture the spirit of wonder in your little girl and how she tries to make sense of the world.
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She’s not mine, but I love her nonetheless!
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What a delightful slice. You conjure up a compelling collection of images for us to admire this young one with specific intentions. Truly a joy to read!
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Thank you. She is a joy!
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Your title caught my attention. I could imagine what it was about, as I have a young granddaughter that loves to put her dolls all over the house. Your words so effectively convey the moments in this little girl’s world.
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Thanks for kindly reading!
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I can’t imagine my boys ever cleaning up voluntarily….jealous!
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