Some People's Daughters

Just a few more years
vexing hormones and endorphines
will kiss her yearning
with action so intentional
she'll be shamed
for all that underrated emptiness.
This double standard world
will fill her
rife with chagrin.
She'll lament this terrible adolescent eternity,
this place where her stentorian conviction is folded up
into expected telepathy,
even though it is engrained
in her that there are no
mind readers, and to ask
for what she wants.
Then she'll remember
that your only wish for her
was a world she could take
as tightly as she dared.
Hold this promised inconvenience
at an arms length
from your ego,
and let it simmer.