Silver Strands
The silver strands they hang down low
They catch the sun light and it makes them glow.
The strands look golden in the sunlight
But beautiful, no matter whatever the light.
The snow is outside the strands look quite white
But silver hanging there, in the pale moonlight.
No matter where the strands are
The beauty glows even from a far.
They are silver they are gold, colours they absorb
Wherever they are, they glow like an orb.
Today’s the day the silver strands will be gone
But the beauty beneath them will not be out shone
My mother is having her hair done today
The silver strands will soon be coloured away.
The colour put through will never disguise
The silvery twinkle that moves to her eyes
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