There was a time when pink was the shade
For skirts and shoes, bags and braids.
From the palest of rose to a magenta hue
Her world was a sugarplum peek-a-boo.
But princesses, fairies, fluffs and frills
Are no longer the ways she gets her thrills.
I blinked. She grew. Did I miss a trick?
Oh, those pink days just went by too quick.