Ode to a Nostril Hair.


Ode to a Nostril Hair
Oh, nostril hair,

With sheen beyond compare

You grew

And I nurtured you

When you were young

And green.
Oh, nostril hair,

You grew

And grew

And grew

Until…

You grew too long

And lookéd… wrong.
Oh, nostril hair,

You grew too long

And so I plucked you

From your lack

Of obscurity

And held you in my hand.
Oh, nostril hair,

Did your life not turn out

As you had planned?
Oh, nostril hair,

Now that you are not there

I miss you;

And think back

Upon the times 

I used to kiss you.
Oh, nostril hair,

A hair beyond compare.

Advertisements

One response to “Ode to a Nostril Hair.

  1. Tender treatment of delicate matter

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s