Were A Man To Appear As Natural As He Is
Sure, I could fool people with a picture of a young
handsome man you know? I then wear a wig, make me artificial teeth, fine
clothes, shoes, standing proudly with ray ban sun-glasses beside a Mercy, a
lady, ...
I might be looking like a Scarecrow. But then it dawned on me, that were a man to
appear as natural as he is, without awards, medals, without clothes, shoes, artificial teeth, hair, glasses, can I still be proud of, of my body, my
limbs, my arms, my hands, my legs, my feet, my voice, my eyes, my brains, my
appetite. I have no big belly, do my “sit ups” with ease, still ride my
bicycle, ... though over eighty by now. Then would I, your husband, still
appear as one of the handsomest, nicest Scarecrows. Don’t you ever be
ungrateful, you little fool. Ha. Ha.
April 2013
This is my book. You can read it.
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