Dan Kearley Poet Limerick

Two Grey Hairs of Wisdom

I have just two grey hairs in my mustache
That keep growing back,under my nose
Why there's just two
I haven't a clue
Soon to be joined by many more,I suppose

They say grey hair grows with wisdom
But with just two hairs under my nose?
No matter what I do
They keep growing through
The beginning of wisdom for me,I suppose

Two grey hairs I've plucked and cut
From my mustache under my nose
For now there's just two
Soon to be joined by quite a few
A lesson learned in wisdom for me,I suppose



Dan Kearley:2-15-13

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Gail Debole April 6, 2017 at 5:27 PM Always good to see the humor in the aging process! Enjoyed reading this.

Lucilla Carrillo August 4, 2013 at 9:45 PM Nice poem. I'm glad that you are getting ready to aquaire some wisdom. Everything happens in time. Take care and God bless always.... Lucilla

Cecilia Macfarlane March 14, 2013 at 7:36 PM The color grey has many shades ;).....wisdom becomes you Dannyboy! Hugs

Delysia Hendricks March 13, 2013 at 4:12 AM Count yourself lucky with just two of 'em buggers. I'm one of the unfortunate women with lots of facial hair and these days they come out grey. Oh, the shame of it!! lol. A delightful and entertaining read, Dan :)

Allen Braaten February 28, 2013 at 9:52 PM Just a few at 23, now at 70 all is gray. At least it's still mostly all there. May your wisdom increase each day, no matter what the number of gray. Thanks for sharing AJ

Lucilla Carrillo February 23, 2013 at 3:21 PM OH MY God! Only two - that's odd. I hope you don't lose them, that's the begining of more to come. Did you ever read my poem - When We Get Old. You made me laugh with this one. Have a great day. Lucilla

Laura Breidenthal February 20, 2013 at 10:01 PM Awesome one! Always, Laura

Harry Horsman February 20, 2013 at 10:27 AM love this Dan, and it as made my day,, i'm full of those grey hairs haha, great poetry...

John Loving Iii February 18, 2013 at 11:36 PM Plucking them breeds more not wisdom.

Andrea Dietrich February 16, 2013 at 12:01 AM hmmm, if plucking doesn't work, try that nair cream. AT least it is not painful!! This is cute. I remember those days I found only a few white hairs in my hair. Today, there are almost as many of them as there are my dark roots. I wish it were either all one way or the other, I hate that salt and pepper thing!!! I think I will be coloring my hair forevermore.

Poet Destroyer A February 15, 2013 at 8:48 PM A clever poem Dan, thank you for sharing your thought... :-)...:-)...pd

Donna Jones February 15, 2013 at 6:51 PM This is so cute..made me smile...thanks....

Anne-Lise Andresen February 15, 2013 at 1:46 PM Wisdom has to begin one place ...... now you can smell on it ..... lol .. - Good one ! - Wishing you a lovely weekend,Dan. - oxox / / f.e.f. Anne-Lise :)