Haired Poems - Poems about Haired

She loves to twirl and jump expressing without a care This is a girl that has big curly hair her eyes filled with life, makes me want to hug her with all my might. She can’t sit still, always has something to do Using her imagination, how I wish I could look inside too. She’s grown...

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Curly haired Carlotta brought her curls onto our bus Filling it up from seat to seat, annoying many of us. Her hair grew an inch every fifteen minutes you see. We could barely speak to each other for it was not wee. These curls went down the aisle and into the seats. Two guys sitting on some of it were...

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three red haired loves....hashem holds you will again see you am yisrael chai...

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Red haired people are really quite rare A strange situation but surely in error Nos. are small 1-2% My guess was intent How wrong can life be, info I will share ...

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The Biblical book of Genesis poetically recounts the undetermined time of creation as happening in a week of seven days. As I look back upon life, which has gone by so quickly, it seems that eighty-six plus years have been accomplished in a week of years, i.e., a long life in earth terms, yet...

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Every person’s destiny is created by a single point in time, and we are forever tied to that event. That moment when the world starts to make sense and the pages in the book of our life unfold to reveal a glimpse of what will become our destiny. Every decision we make and every action...

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Original blue- haired Alice rewrote the story Wearing a gown she constructed from linseed With lace sleeves cut from a summer shawl Possibly her grandmother’s favorite garment She popped roses and pearls into her stiff sixties hairdo Finding hairspray to keep them there was a trick There are only six cans left, and hard to find Ebay is selling the last two...

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Blue haired witch with the rounded hat You are not what we expected said the cat The others in the coven wear points on their heads In our town, she told him, our cats ride sleds. Where are you from? The cat asked, feeling persnickety. A place you have not heard of, near Broken Knee. Under the snow, a million light...

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there are some people I do know they speak of places I can't go ooh then some if God is real might should I ask the chores of one done by two Makes easy the task? Hadian speak to the Romans. Yes God is Real He's real in our Souls Yes God is real that We have washed and made us whole Gods love for us is what we should know yes God...

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Misted, as some enchantress A mythic age haunts This Autumn's country; this day's. Morn, noon. And beyond. All the dazed while, what desires Marvelled at, to be Do get that sense of. And how! Speak; I wont respond!...

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Here lies a fair-haired-lad who ran like the wind Loved both his parents never once sinned Made one mistake he fell for a nun She trimmed his blonde locks ~ no more could he run...

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There once came a grey haired old man. Or am I mistaken was it rather a ma'am? Nevertheless he big brought gifts And climbed big cliffs To deliver them to his little fans....

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She was born with one tiny stem at the top of her head. Is that a curl? Rude people asked her faerie parents. They were not sure but would have rather it had been ignored. By age two she had oak and maple leaves growing on her skull cap. Is she a faerie or a tree? Grandmas and Grandpas...

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Ginger haired elf with a shiny fresh face Roses decorated her eyes, she was full of grace Perhaps she was a faerie who had lost her place. She was ahead in every marathon race....

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Have you seen the new curly red haired girl? Cannot say that I have, he replied, wondering. Why was everyone saying this to him? This was the fourth person who had asked. There she is! Four people shouted, watching his reaction. The minute he saw her, he understood why. She looked like his mother had looked when she was young. She had...

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