Hair Cut

A grand presentation
the three of us
early one Sunday morning
just before Easter

A grand march
with appropriate solemnity
orange Easy-Bake Oven mixing bowl
festooned in his outstretched hands
with her locks, curls, hair

Safety scissors
weren’t really safe,
now were they
from little hands
and minds with industry and mischief

Bows that would have to be taped
to hide the artistry of these craftsmen
a little too successful in their trade

Shock of the audience – mom and dad
woken from slumber
to the sight
of our grand presentation
that morning.

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