Day 36
Turning gusts of wind,
Changing in just a matter of time.
You were now pleasant,
a soft breeze in my hair,
and now I hear you howl,
Driving in wrathful rain.
Winds
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Day 36
Turning gusts of wind,
Changing in just a matter of time.
You were now pleasant,
a soft breeze in my hair,
and now I hear you howl,
Driving in wrathful rain.
Nuraine Sadaf 
The wind howls, “NOOO! She cut her hair! I have less with which to play!” The sky weeps.
[Maybe I’ll come up with a good rhyme or haiku, later. 🙂 ]
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Hahah and then the wind exclaims, “hey it’s fun playing with shorter, perky, bouncy hair!”
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I’ll be the judge of that. O^O 🙂
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