Day 13 – NaPoWriMo – Riddle –  ” What Am I?”


I am on top of your head and down your arms and legs.

The bristles of boars, no, they don’t scare me. 

And I’m teased like a brother teases his little sister. 

Hands run through me and and fingers play with me. 

I am sprayed into shape until I am tamed like a fox.

I am washed every day by some and every two or three by others.

I come in many colors, but I’m not as natural as I look.

I grow an inch or two or three depending on who wears me.

And I turn white as snow in the winter of life.

What Am I? 

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