An Ode
For you by instinct I reached,
A morning ritual now breached.
The act somehow now transgress.
Over so little did I obsess
Alas, my years with thee are at end
A stark image you did forfend
But with my cover blown
And the hair all gone
I can say you were the best
Hairbrush I?ve known.
Ode to My Hairbrush
A morning ritual now breached.
The act somehow now transgress.
Over so little did I obsess
Alas, my years with thee are at end
A stark image you did forfend
But with my cover blown
And the hair all gone
I can say you were the best
Hairbrush I?ve known.
Ode to My Hairbrush