Kimberly C.

I Am a Hair Bow

I am a hair bow.
I wonder what color I am.
I hear people saying how beautiful I am.
I see everything.
I want hair to hold me.
I am a colorful bow.


I pretend to be a unicorn.
I feel hair touching me.
I touch the grass when I am eating.
I understand what people say.
I say I want to be real.
I dream about having a bow for my hair.

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