My Hair Poem by Laura Kiernan
My Hair
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Today I shaved off every strand of my hair
Watching the long, blue locks make a pool at my feet
I did it to start over
To let it grow back like my father's hair
With each inch, I will slip back a decade in time
Until all that is left on this land
Is black-haired Indians
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
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4/16/2024 5:48:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
indians obviously got housed by natural selection, as will you & i one day. till then keep on, sjg