Poem : But you are always beautiful

A thousand golden strands

and more.

She takes them in her hands and begins

to weave, transform

them into something new.

“Something pretty, Mama.”

She examines her work of elaborate twists

and stops.

Lets out a sigh, and ties the bow.

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