Hair Up Top!

You said “Hi!” I heard.

I saw dark, bluish black hair—

Yesterday’s doo.

If l were a bird

I’d be singing everywhere,

“You are new, new, new!”

But I’m not a bird,

So l just gaze in rapt daze

And speak one word—“You.”

You smile, satisfied;

You look in glass, satisfied;

We sip coffee—good.

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