GOD DAMocles!!

(or: this is not a Whore's Hair!)

Is it any wonder,

that my sanity

hangs by a mere thread;

Or even dare I say,

A simple,

scary,

GRAY hair!

A Peggy A. Rowe-Miller/

Chris Watson Adventure

©9/19/1995

I am forced, again,

to face my mortality,

on yet another level.

It's time to find

a kind of humor

that lets me laugh

at this unsightly thing.

Dye MY hair,

or be Au Natural!

That the question be!

I gave myself this silly choice,

Grow old with dignity.

I've entered that Silver Eden,

Where wisdom supposedly

constantly pays....

Today, I play

on clouds where

the silver linings lay!

I guess no matter what I choose,

since I MUST make this choice,

that blonde or gray,

I'll still be me,

Cry first,

Ask questions MUCH, MUCH later!

Gosh, DAMocles!

The SHOCK of color upon my head,

GRAY or whatever I end up,

I'll be the one laughing,

On the clouds or in my bed!