Beards
I grew out so many-a-beard
I grew out so many hair-do’s
Have you heard happiness appeared
In brighter days, beyond the blues?
I had several brown beards in the past
And boy, did I color my fragile hair too fast
And probably ruined it a little
But, I’m positive that I’m living life with a giggle
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2022
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