you don’ wanna know

Grampa says that eyeglasses changed history:
they made us all see better, that’s no mystery;
in doing so they killed perpetual youth
by showing love our wrinkles: that’s the truth.

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About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
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