Watch my hair dance from left to right,
It dances in circles all night.
The wind blows it in funny shapes,
It’s like watching clouds roll by,
I sit in the sun and my hair whirl and shines,
I count the revolutions, almost san ju san times!
Only when it’s moving can you see the flecks of gold,
Almost unnoticeable till the sun, then it’s shiny untold,
‘till the morning light dies and the silk strands go still,
and the shine fades back to gray,
Until the next day.
Silly whimsy poem. In case you don't know, san ju san means 33 in Japanese. :)
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