do not fret my child
even when your hair shrinks
Under the blue sky on a distant beach
Gracefully pull out the loose braid
it can no longer make it out alone
And when people ask when you did your hair,
do not sigh. Smile
Cause yesterday is in the past
And if you can’t find your booby pins
Put on an attitude that will let people spot you in a crowd.
– Love always,
Messy hair god.
Over To You …
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