My Hair

There was a day
that as I played

A sparrow came down
my hair to braid

So very, very still
is how I stayed

That I no harder
his chore then made

He worked and worked
not to be delayed

Until he had finished
with my beautiful braid!

Teresa Marie  11/19/11

A lesson on patience

 

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