An Ode to Nasal Hair

Oh, nasal hairs, you lovable lout!

I never once thought of you

until you fell out.

Now I heartily miss you

every day.

I wish I had the

words to say

just how much

you meant to me,

you sadly overlooked

carpenter bee. 

Always working,

always true,

always there for me

when I needed you.

Collecting moisture,

not allowing it to drip

onto my unsuspecting lap

with a slosh and a slip.

Keeping that snot

firmly entrenched in my nose,

and not on my laptop

and not on my clothes. 

Spring is tough

on a nose like mine,

but you always saved the day

working overtime.

I miss you so,

I can't sufficiently express

how you've left a hole in my heart

and my nose under duress.

I hope to see you

once again, one day.

growing healthily and happily

in my nasal passageway.

Until that time,

please know you are missed.

I love you, nasal hairs,

now grow back before I get pissed!