Long Dark Hair

This is one of many poems I have written about my soul mate, my little sister

Long dark hair

Long dark hair in ringlets,

That fell way down her back,

A mess from all her playing,

And the cleaning that it lacked.

Auburn curls aplenty,

That shone under the lights,

Yes she was a beauty,

Through all those teenage nights.

Tightened all around her

In a summer stained braid of gold.

With only the bravest ringlets,

That dare escape her hold.

With a sparkle in her eyes,

And a chip upon her shoulder,

I knew that she’d go far,

No sense in trying to hold her.

Up tight or all around her,

In ringlets, braids or down,

No matter how she wears it,

It has always been her crown.