Hair of different textures
In threads of midnight, spun with care,
A canvas woven, beyond compare.
Each strand a brushstroke, fine and bold,
Wild hair, just looking so bold.
A crown of coils, a vibrant might,
Afro's style, a dance of light.
In twists and knots, a moment shown,
Resilient roots, beautifully grown.
With sunlight's kiss, a golden sheen,
Or moonlit shadows, a regal scene.
Loads of textures, rich and deep,
Where heritage and beauty sleep.
From dawn's first light to evening's grace,
Afro senses tales, time cannot erase.
A variety of colors, bold and free,
In every strand, a legacy.
Through gentle breezes, it softly sways,
A language spoken in countless ways.
A masterpiece of nature's art,
Worn with pride, close to the heart.
Copyright © Daniella Carter-wells | Year Posted 2025
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