Source I wrote this poem many years ago about the kids making me pull my hair out . It is still highly relevant today (if not more!) with them both being autistic (I love them just as they are, but many days are hard!) I’ve rewritten it slightly to reflect our growth as they were two and four back then – they’re now ten and twelve! I’m sure many parents can relate; we’re all in this together.
A poem about hair (and kids)
