I'm growing my beard now,
And there are certain friends
I surround myself with when I need
Beardly encouragement.
You see, like life,
My beard can be patchy,
Scratchy, ugly, and sometimes
A pain in the ***
But, I have learned to
Surround myself with those
Who love a good beard
Just as much as I do.
Each year, when summer dies,
I seek their counsel and
Encouragement, my reason
To go on.
When I stare into the mirror
In shear despair,
Wondering if it is worth it,
I remember their kind words.
Whether their compliments
Are true or not,
They give me the courage
To keep growing.
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 8:57 PM UTC
I'm growing my beard now,
And there are certain friends
I surround myself with when I need
Beardly encouragement.
You see, like life,
My beard can be patchy,
Scratchy, ugly, and sometimes
A pain in the ***
But, I have learned to
Surround myself with those
Who love a good beard
Just as much as I do.
Each year, when summer dies,
I seek their counsel and
Encouragement, my reason
To go on.
When I stare into the mirror
In shear despair,
Wondering if it is worth it,
I remember their kind words.
Whether their compliments
Are true or not,
They give me the courage
To keep growing.
A poem about those good influences in your life that help you see the best.
