Flowing Locks Of Ropes

Flowing Locks Of Ropes
Cherish thee With Love
 
 
 
Long braids flowing down
hardly ever touch the ground.
 
Pig tails-Pony tails
box plaits
STyles
OH,
 
The styles I could do with them,
simply lovely
I love my braids, plaits and corn rolls
 
Their so cute, and sweet
DArling, kind, little ones
MAssive, gentle giants.
 
I Love You
And do not let anyone tell you other wise
You are all individually loved and cared for by me
 
YOu are oh so special
NOw mind your manners and do not fight.
 
Momma's here so everything
will be alright,
Trust me.
 
You are pampered like a pooch
LOoked after like a child
WAshed regularly like a beloved blanket.
 
NOw rest until
A new day begins
gO to sleep now, my lovelies.
This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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