Hair
My hair is my crown and glory.
Black and shiny and a streak a
gray in the middle.
I have locks so neatly twisted,tight
and seperate in their own place.
Some say dread locks a term I
choose not to use.No! I'm not sensitive
to the terminology.
I choose to say
I have locks instead.
Dread is not in my head .My locks are crowned
and filled with God's glory.
Copyright © Crystal Seals | Year Posted 2008
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