He was three for his first haircut
And as nervous as can be
Drawing back from the barber's hand
He tried to cling to his daddy's

It's a fixture in the neigborhood. Young men, old men

and small boys; they all come from near and sometimes

a bit far to

The barber shop

The world grows
Hair in tons

Like dust
In the home

A continuous
Weather cycle

It was really
Funny the other
Day

A

Barber shop

Sittin' in the barber chair,
spinnin' it all around,
the barber gets the sheers out,
plugs them in,
down the middle

“Daddy I don’t want to the baber”

“It’ll be alright”

“Sit up here son, chin up,