She's Always There, In My Hair Poem by Kewayne Wadley

She's the little angel that floats
around my head,
Lost in a cloud of hair.
She doesn't really wear white
Very rarely have I seen her wings.
She sings old 90's R&B songs and
occasionally I find myself singing along-
She hates when I brush my hair
I can always tell where she's been
she's quite the little devil.
She loves when I rub my fingers
through my hair
occasionally they find her,
waiting in anticipation