An artist talks about what she sees and relates it to her faith in the living God
A Wig
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Written in 2022 – The image is from when I had hair!
She sat in a gentleman’s salon
a sea of Black plastic and Chrome
Her hair was picked at and
Prodded
She would rather go home!
Then a wig of dubious proportions
Was forced upon her head
You look amazing!
You have colour!
It suits you, they said
But these decisions
Conclusions
Exclamations of delight
They are not my own
I am simply a sight
Who is this girl in the mirror?
It’s not me of that I am sure
She’s crumpled, defeated
Plain and depleted
Not at all the girl we adore!
So how can we rescue this treasure?
How can we make her shine bright?
She needs fun and adventure
pink or magenta -
Something to make her
delight!
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