Delighted United

Ah,
delighted
at the slightest sight
of the dawntime sunshine, sunshine,
crying
- Dada!
Her favourite word.

I claim it like any daughter doter does
... ah,
but she's foxing, brother.

Everything
is strange, surreal and joyous
to this out-there chick, Jack,
to this far-out sheila, Daddi-o.
Hell,
she's an art movement hersel.
Dig it!