White Hair

The stress of dresses dancing through,
The stress of doing all for you,
The stress of demons drinking me down,
The stress of leaving our quiet town,
The stress of never being late,
The stress of planning our next date,
The stress of knuckle-cracking worry,
The stress of always, ever-hurried,
The calm, it doesn’t come so easy,
Quiet brings the quick and queasy,
Feelings of the love we share,
Metamorphic,
Make white hairs.

via Daily Prompt: Timely

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