Hair of Might

A crown of courage, wild and free,

Roots deep within, where spirit glees.

You sever, shear, or clip with care,

But from the scalp, new life will dare.

A canvas painted with time's hand,

A story woven across the land.

Though storms may rage and winds may blow,

It rises stronger, a steadfast show.

Resilience incarnate, hair of might,

A symbol of hope, a guiding light.

In every follicle, a promise gleams,

Of endless growth, of wildest dreams.