Your Daughter" is a single line, and its power comes from how little it says. The speaker addresses someone, probably a parent given the title, and tells them: "You speak French to me." The sentence is flat and plain, but it carries a quiet sting.
Speaking French to someone sounds ordinary, even elegant. Yet here it seems to mark a gap. The poem suggests that the speaker doesn't fully share this language, or that it feels foreign coming from someone who should be close. Judging by the title, the speaker is a daughter, and the word "your" holds the two apart as much as it joins them.
The mood is cool, reserved and a little wistful. Nothing is shouted or explained, so the feeling sits in the silence around the line. The reader is left to wonder whether it's distance, longing, or simple observation, and that uncertainty is what makes it linger.