I struggled with my hair before work
Weighing the idea of snipping that bit by my ear
That curl has a mind of it's own
Daily its ugliness torments me!
Deciding to live with the disgrace
I turned my head at the coffee maker
So as not to offend the innocent bystander
Turning to me she says
"Did you do something to your hair?"
I had accepted the curl; now became self conscious
"I think I brushed it differently this morning"
Her warm eyes smiled as she said
"I love that little curl by your ear, its so cute."