A Matriarch's Attempt

She sits there in the red seat
with child in arms.
They sway together in the breeze
as she attempts her charms.
She whispers soft lullabies
to make her girl smile.
She talks down to her
as they swing by error and trial.

The little girl continues
to resist even a grin,
her mother's tries tiring,
as patience, despite her attempts, grows thin.
All the girl in pink wants
is to go away from the sun.
Despite the protection of her hat,
this thought is her mind's only one.

The matriarch gives in
as her attempt at a good time
comes to a disappointing end
in lieu of a trip to the exit by way of a climb.