My Three Wigs ~
I had three
Distinct wigs.
I named
The good
The bad
And the ugly.
I put on the ugly
And looked
In the mirror.
It looked like
A raccoon pelt
On my head.
I was thinking
Daniel Boone.
Just before
I purchased
My new disguise
Polly had taken
The electric shaver
And shaved me bald.
I had asked her to do it
And she cried.
I looked into the mirror
And thought
“Not bad”
It was still me
Without my long
Dark brown curls.
I remember
Asking him
Which do you
Prefer tonight?
It didn’t really
Matter to him
As long as
I remained alive!
Cancer in 2009.