On sister, on brother
Strands wrap
Around one another
Each going in different ways
Amassed
Progressing as one with few strays
Individually a strand
Together strong
Halts a combing hand
Twists and turns
Life’s road meets
Thorns and ferns
A breeze rustles through
With a lift and a bounce
Personality shines true
Sitting patient and proud
Formed and shaped
Definition both tame and loud
Each day different than the one before
But one thing for sure
The same dimples, the same smile to explore
You may glance, you might stare
Story of life can be found
In the twist and turns of that hair
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