Your curly hair, <br />So pleasing to the eye, <br />So soft to the touch. <br />100,000 tightly sprung coils, <br />All waiting to spring into action. <br />Every one has a different agenda, <br />A different journey to make. <br />I wonder do they plan their journey, <br />Have a map, a route? <br />Do they take a different path <br />On every trip they make? <br />Do you think that they get sad, <br />When ironed down and straightened? <br />Do they have a memory, <br />The same curl every time? <br />Or is it just a free for all, <br />A festival for hair! <br />I guess it doesn't matter much <br />Becasue your curly hair I love.<br /><br />Moya Levy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0067-your-curly-hair/
