a rainbow in my hair

a rainbow in my hair

that someone else does see

the compliment that follows

brightening my day

a new friendship forming

just because of hair

or maybe it's because

of why the color's there

i overhear a conversation

of him and his friend

he mentions a boy

a boy that he likes

immediately i understand

just what he loved so much

it isn't the colors themselves

but what they represent

i see him after school

standing with his friends

we give each other a smile

and go our separate ways

maybe again we’ll speak

or maybe we just won’t

but we’ll both forever know

that we are not alone