Grey’s the hair color you can’t buy. I tried. I urged my hairdresser to change my entire head. “Not possible”, he said “although new grandmothers often ask.” It’s good perhaps some things remain beyond our grasp Time’s provenance to bestow If we’re so blessed. My grey hair like my mom’s lifts from my brow on just one side. I’ve left it pale since the February day she died.
I love your hair. It’s just beautiful!
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