New Me

New Me

It’s on its way

to turning gray

What to do now?

Leave it go?

Take a look

At the camera pose

See what’s there

Lots of gray hair

Oh no.

I don’t want

I’d rather see

The other hair

The old me there

It was brown

All the way around

No gray across the way

Up and down

What now?

Must I go

Talk to someone

Who knows hair

Will take me there

To that place

I once was

Young and free

Of this crazy mess

I think yes.

It must be

I won’t know

Until I go and see

The color palate

Wish list of the past

Brownish-red or

Brownish-what?

View and choose

Take the plunge

In their sink

And out to wait

For color not mine

Slathered on

Circulate

Close my eyes

Cap, tug, check

Magic happens

What peeks back?

Gray no more

New me emerges

Love this splurge

Turn around

Breeze about

Young again

This time out

In that way

Anyhow