Silver Strands
One fine morning the mirror showed
some silver strands in my black hair
though few in number but very bold
started sprouting here and there.
For me it was a disadvantage
started thinking to get rid of them
so that I could hide actual age
told my son,'Let's start a new game'.
With him soon I made a small deal
'Rupees one for each silver hair,
just pluck them off my black head,till
no more patches remains there'.
Merrily he agreed with that,and
whenever wanted to make some quick bucks,
used to tell me,'Just lie down dad,
I can see some patches to pluck'.
Soon those silver strands disappeared
son was happy with the bucks he got,
but something different started to appear
the mirror now shows a big bald spot'.
© kash poet
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Placement: 5th; (December 2011)
Contest:Silver Strands
Sponsor:Susan Burch
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