Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Lone Soldier

Alone, it proudly stands.  Does it lead the charge forward, or has it fallen behind in retreat?  I suspect I know the truth, yet cannot bring myself to face it.  For it is my lone soldier, a solitary hair one quarter of an inch ahead of all others along my hairline.  I’ve named it Braveheart, but am not yet ready to grant it the freedom it so desperately desires.


  1. ROFL! If only I was creative enough to be this poetic about a stray hair. My ears alone would be fodder for many a poem.

  2. Haha, it's been hanging on like this for over three months now, and each day I check on it to make sure it's still there. I need to keep it for as long as I can, as it may someday become the primary hair upon which I base my future comb-over.

  3. FREEDOM!!
    Be weary, Braveheart may not so easily be convinced to be a part of this comb-over.