From year to year, I sometimes grow out my beard.
I always have a beard.
You did too.
When I let it grow long for the winter,
I think of you
And how
We
Both
Grew our beards.
Our dad thought we were weird for doing it.
But it wasn't from him.
These are ours from our mom's men.
This beard used to be ours, but now it is just mine.
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