I wish I could capture its softness in a photograph
The words compiling the English language do not do its color justice
Nor could I compare it to a summer breeze or fresh linen
It is a sight to marvel at
A sight to inspire creativity from the stylist as they sculpt it into something astounding
My hair is just my hair, but it is the part of my body I love the most
And I will be sad to see it go.