Why is she bald?
Because she is….
Why, Sheila, why?
Well, why not?
It is not that serious.
It really isn’t that deep.
This is not a poem about losing hair.
This is a poem about being bold and beautiful.
This is a poem about living from the inside out.
If you do not understand, this is not the poem for you.
Perhaps there will be others.
For now, this is a poem for Sheila,
about Sheila, by Sheila…
Namaste, Sheila, you are not your hair.