Saturday, May 8, 2010

not for the hair

a coarse ribbon
flutters gray
without a jib
for it to say
once so smooth
and full of luster
now barely baby's
strength to muster

the sides are frayed
who knew it'd fade?
the once like-sun
loved ribbon?
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