Life Is Like A Curling Iron Poem by Brennah Bailey
Life Is Like A Curling Iron
We all hope that the hair comes
out in perfect spirals
But we all know that some pieces will kink
and must be straightened again.
Some pieces tweak and turn
so we must recurl and start again.
Sometimes the pieces come out perfect and
it is in these times that we realize that
life is like a curling iron
no matter how many pieces just fall flat.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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5/1/2024 8:50:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very original and a great poem! i like it, thanks. keep writing! Athena *** words will change the world ***