He remembered when he had it all.
When his head wasn't so bald.
He remembered how she use to run her hands through his hair.
But now there is nothing there.
It feels kind of weird.
Now she has to run her hands through his beard.
Wonderful imaginary. Amusing presentation. I quote...... Now she has to run her hands through his beard. So interesting.Thank u.
Congratulations lamar, another wonderful poem Enjoyed
Not so popular now, huh Rini?
Ohh so you are still alive Crow, hope you haven’t stopped writing poems..am little busy these day
Sh..i.t hot great one.
Captivating humor and style of life taking in it's stride. Congrats on POD.
Reminds me of the song FINGERPRINTS popularized by BON JOVI. Such a witty write, sir Lamar. Congrats on your featured piece....10++
Amazingly humorous! Beautifully crafted write. Congratulations for a well deserved accolade!
Hilarious! Made my day. Thanks for sharing, and congrats for this poem being chosen as 'POD.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Yep, that's usually the case When a headful of hair is lost by men They feel compelled to replace It with hair on the chin! Congrats, Lamar, for being selected for P.O.D. You are a most deserving poet to receive that honour! : -)