Challenges, Poetry

Curly Dreams

All my life I longed for curls galore,
Not straight and sleek—oh, I wanted more!
With twists and loops, I’d bounce down the street,
Dancing and twirling, life felt so sweet.

But mornings were tough, my hair on a mission,
Flat and rebellious, oh, the frustration!
Then one day I found a magical foam,
Gave my hair curls—now it feels like home!

So here’s to the curls that swirl in the air,
Finally, I’ve got the hair I declare!

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