Lynn Cowman


Going Grey - Poem by Lynn Cowman

I woke up late this morning
And looked into the mirror
But the woman looking back at me
Had a grey streak in her hair

Where did this grey streak come from?
It wasn’t there last night
How did it get into my hair?
My god I looked a sight

I washed and I washed my hair 3 times
And washed my hair some more
But the grey it would not come out
And I was getting stressed for sure

I grabbed the phone to ring my friend
And said get your arse round here
I have a big problem that you need to fix
And bring all your hairdressing gear

Half an hour seemed like a life time
Before my friend was here
She said what’s all the fuss about
I sobbed and wept oh dear

I removed the towel from round my head
Well I didn’t want anyone to see
Look I’ve got greyness in my hair
And I’m only thirty three

She sat me down to have a look
And said don’t worry dear
We can soon cover all that up
With hair dye, so don’t fear

She put this dye upon my head
And then made me a brew
He had to wait for ages
Until the colour did come threw

So now I feel much better
And don’t need to get irate
I don’t have any grey streaks now
And my hair looks really great


Comments about Going Grey by Lynn Cowman

  • Freshman - 878 Points Lamont Palmer (6/14/2005 11:23:00 AM)

    A fun poem. I can relate. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 13, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 14, 2005


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