Here, there, and everywhere you are,my hair –in the shower drain and on the rocking chair,fistfuls in my hands,landing all around in groups and clumps and pairs.You and me,we were really something, weren't we?One day you'll come back,I know –or,… Read on blog or Reader A Virginia Writer's Diary Read on blog or Reader Ode to My (Postpartum) Hair (A Poem) Katie April 1 Here, there, and everywhere you are, my hair – in the shower drain and on the rocking chair, fistfuls in my hands, landing all around in groups and clumps and pairs. You and me, we were really something, weren't we? One day you'll come back, I know – or, at least, I hope it's so. Until then, my old familiar friend, we'll weather the thinning clouds together. Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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