They laughed, waved,
smiled and toiled.
They danced in the breeze
and reflected her turmoils.

They were stared at, they were touched,
some gazed at them, awed.
For the beauty was rare,
of such tresses long, strong and thawed.

Anger pulled at her hair,
With his arms brawny, he hauled.
He curled them around his fist,
and hit her against the wall.

Envy leered and sneered,
and held gently her tresses.
With a smile of deceit, bit by bit,
he snipped them as he caressed.

With the passing years,
her head ached with the burden.
Of illness, pains and aches,
and her tresses adding to them.

Envy, Anger and sickness,
Never sullied those beautiful thick hair.
They grew every time,
quick and with a newly found vigor.

Until he came along,
Uninvited and never to leave.
Not a strand did they find later,
Envy, Anger and the pain peeve.

For the tresses fell & never grew,
as long as the guest remained.
And to shun him they had begun
radiations that had her hair drained.

PS – I hope you all are aware that you can donate your hair to cancer patients. Loss of hair is the initial thing that causes depression for many of them. Artificial hair wigs are available. But, real hair wigs would give them a natural feeling, but they are very costly. If you’ve a long hair and if you’re planning to get a haircut, please make it sure that you donate the same to cancer patients. You may google and find many institutions that would help you. Ensure that the institution ‘donates’ your hair and DOES NOT sell it.

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