(This poem is about a certain boy's hair. He has beautiful hair. I was inspired to write this)
There is a day in everyone's life
When everything is drowned with strife,
Yet this day rises above the rest
Risen by the glory of the Crest
The Crest which stands firm yet light
Oblivious to it's powerful sight
That has captivated many, yet puzzled even more
Though neither understands this strange decor.
