Follicles freely fall, from whence they held on tight.
Before, even being tugged upon, they’d restrain with all of their might.
Apparent, it has become, the years have worn them thin.
And just as a fledgling fetus in the womb, I am bald once again.
Robert Frost
(1874 – 1963)
William Shakespeare
(1564 – 1616)
Maya Angelou
(1928 – 2014)
Pablo Neruda
(1904 – 1973)
Emily Dickinson
(1830 – 1886)
Langston Hughes
(1901 – 1967)
Rabindranath Tagore
(1861 – 1941)
William Wordsworth
(1770 – 1850)
Shel Silverstein
(1930 – 1999)
William Blake
(1757 – 1827)
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