Hair

Another course of chemotherapy

it’s stronger this time

You will loose your hair

The doctor pronounced.

My mum stood at the cooker.

Brother and I exchange looks

It had begun.

Strands of hair clung

To the shoulders of the pinafore

Mum loved to wear.

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