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I Greatly Fear I'll Lose My Hair

CXLIII I greatly fear that I shall lose my hair That happens at an age seems only fair And yet this heart of mine could not prepare The thought they'll disappear gives quite a scare I wish they would just turn to white or grey Or else be in a mindless disarray I'd rather spend too much on barber's pay Than wear some silly hat or gay toupee For I had mocked with cruel terms did call In summer when my childish brain was small May winter come without an autumn's fall And not awake an angry she bear's maul It matters not my hope might vanish soon At least we'll see a lovely, bright new moon

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Date: 7/12/2017 12:52:00 PM
I wouldn't let it bother me too much, Jun. It's all vanity! It's the beauty inside that is most appealing. A fun read:) Love the sonnet form!
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Daniel Turner
Date: 7/12/2017 10:36:00 PM
You don't see any hair on my head, do you? lol
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Jun Gonzales
Date: 7/12/2017 9:51:00 PM
Thank you Daniel. Its thinning for now :)