A Wild Hair – Hare

Getting older really sucks…

Momma told me about

wild hairs in my scalp

when I started getting

random gray sprouts

 

But…

 

She neglected to tell

me about other random

‘Wild Hairs’ that would

bedevil me as I aged

So … the older I get

the more hare hunts

I go on to find ‘wild hair’

sprouts on my face…

my chin…

round my lips…

between my brows…

And…

in my brows…

 

Heads up those

of you who are still

‘Wild Hair-less’

the fun is yet to begin…

Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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