She wore her bangs straight
for the first time.
Wasn’t really sure
how it framed her face,
but she needed a change,
to set a new pace
and the logical place to start
was her hair.
Changing our situation
takes more than
a Tuesday afternoon
and no amount of touch-ups
can keep back the moon.
Gravity turns the tides
and she can’t hide
her face behind her hair
anymore.
All she is is bare,
she’s so scared,
but know what must be done,
must be done.
More courageous than she’ll ever know.
Bravery is just one of her gifts,
although
she doesn’t realize it.
There’s tears in her eyes when
it’s finally time to go.
It might seem trivial
to start changing your life
by getting your hair done,
but this is her warrior ritual,
her meditation,
building confidence
before the battle’s on.
One thing that history has proven;
a victory is only won
in the right pair of shoes
and how you gird yourself
against the coming storm,
can win the war,
like all those time before.
In her head,
she’s just making herself feel good
before doing what she should
have done long ago,
but life has a way
of diverting us, you know.
If she’s going to face
her greatest test to date;
she wants to feel beautiful.
HG – 2017
