My Hair

My hair is my hair, it gives me strength It can accomplish so much with a centimeters length Short, long, thick or thin My hair will be there until the end It does so much, no one understands How much information is in one biological strand I run to my hair when I am in need For it is my life, and also my birth seed It makes me smile, it makes me wonder When I will die, and be buried six feet under My hair will always make sure I never stumble But it cannot say one thing, not even a mumble It tugs and pulls without a sound But when it communicates it is so profound My hair will grow any which way But where I like it, that's where it stays It has feelings and so much emotion That it has ways to give off a potion I love my hair, and it loves me You don't have to look that hard, it is easy to see It grows little by little,inch by inch One little strand comes out with a pinch Whether I walk, run, drive or fly It will be with me until I die