Malibu Barbie

A Sonnet

Daddy brought her home when you were just two
said he fell in love at first sight of her
so he brought her home for his little bird,
this was a toy he said you’d grow into,
but I liked playing with her more than you.
You bought Godzilla with your own money,
and he would play along with our bunny,
with those pink glasses and that blue swimsuit.
You wanted your own hair, not some old doll’s,
I couldn’t be prouder of my daughter
away like the waves out on the water,
winding river, or the rain that must fall.
	My tears water the Earth beneath my feet,
	this lost paradise with fruit bittersweet.