

He prayed for it to straighten--
Thinner would be great he said,
Then he'd look like Elvis.
Now it's thin, wavy,
Most white, some gray.
Yesterday
Wasn't
Bad!
Labels: friday 5 at Poefusion, Hair, nat'l poetry month
Labels: friday 5 at Poefusion, Hair, nat'l poetry month
Labels: fibonacci, friday 5 at Poefusion