Her hair suits her purposes

She wears her hair this outrageous way to try and put off adults.
She has no use for adults, they lie, and they are mean.
All adults?
She thinks so
Due to her experiences.

She dyes her hair an odd red color, and she poufs it up.
Forming clouds which she sticks yellow carnations in.
No one wears their hair like this!
Except her.
And it suits her.

Young children like it.
They think she is a fairy godmother.
She enjoys them, and they adore her.
When their parents come over, she disappears.
Nothing suspicious about this, right?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace