This beautifully written poem to Little Princess Trust from six-year-old Jade really struck a chord with me. When I was losing my hair by the bag full (yes, bag full), I used to throw it out of my bedroom window. Partly to get rid of the horrific daily reminder, but more so to try and turn it into a positive. Even though I found it near impossible to think positive thoughts, I knew I must. The little garden birds using my hair to build their nests made me feel like it wasn’t all a waste and that my beautiful long locks could live on a little longer keeping little creatures warm and protected.