Lone Silver

Just like that, without an inkling A voice inside started talking Good or bad, dance or sing Get up and do your heart’s thing Fly attached or solo but do bring Some wind under that placid wing Violet to red and all in between Taste the unknown, unseen Pack light, act fast and explore It blatantly seemed to implore Worry less, smile and laugh more Heal spots that still feel sore Bright summer does dwindle Gray winter works its spindle I stared at my brow in the vanity mirror The lone silver hair appeared clearer Written on 07/13/2016 for contest Something Seemingly Insignificant and Unexpected Changed My Life by Rita A.Simmonds