She Wears Rose, Lilac and Barbie Doll

She wears rose, lilac and Barbie Doll
Fluffy, sparkly, and bundled up in down,
her skin is fair, her nose pink.
Big blue eyes peer at you from chestnut bangs too long to leave loose, too short to be tied back.
Restless purple galoshes kick the door of the jerking train; He hands her his keys.
Her tiny fingers pick through leather, plastic baubles and cold metal pieces - jagged edges with a strange taste.
She holds them up to her father, her face a question mark.
“Vroom, vroom”. Daddy steers an imaginary vehicle.
SHAKE! Shake! Clash! The keys are violently tossed aside and she laughs.
He bends down to pick them up, playing her little game; he will do anything for his little sweetheart.
Gazing faces blush and turn away when she meets their eye.
She steals hearts, this little princess who can make any man smile.