– one gray hair –

‘Tween daydreams of secret crushes and

crushing myself with my lunch food,

one gray hair was found at work,

in my beard, up to no good.

In the men’s room mirror eye, my

own eyes viewed and understood –

one gray hair was found at work,

in my beard, up to no good.

~

I won’t fuss, I won’t

cry  over youth gone by…

with much ado in my

life, bigger fish to fry.

I won’t fuss, I won’t

die over hair tonight.

Gray or black, still the

mack – how I feel inside.

~

~

D.J. Whisenant

 

 

 

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