My son’s hair
by Karen UP My son’s hair Is magic Yes My son’s hair is different It does not lay flat And despite my best efforts The frizzies come back But please don’t call it “crazy” And no, He doesn’t need a hair brush- He’s got a mama who knows Aceite de coco y un peine Son lo mejor My son’s hair Is magic Laughter unbridled My son’s hair Is joy Sunshine tumbles in the grass It moves and it flows It’s natural and It’s free As it should be- He’s 2 He’s 2 and I’ll let him live bold Won’t pass on my pain Not fitting in For my pouf and it’s weight Not feeling pretty For hair that’s not straight No, My son will learn different We’ll teach him to love His beautiful crown To wear it loud Grow it proud And never be told It’s not normal Just because it’s different My son’s hair Is magic
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