My Beard

My beard grows down to my toes,
I never wears no clothes,
I wraps my hair
Around my bare,
And down the road I goes.

by Shel Silverstein

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this is so beautiful...the book calling to you and making sure you find it...sometimes when we're searching for something we can't find it, but when we're ready it finds us, one way or another...
A touching poem. it was nice to read
Such simplicity as in just reading a book, yet such depth in this piece. As an avid reader I can relate. This was /is a pleasure to read.
Beautiful sentiment, nicely narrated. bful and meaningful... :)
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