Good morning world. My first blog is going to be a short poem that my Dad wrote in the '70's about my ears.

A Young Boy's Ears

Why do a young boy's ears

Stick out so far from under his hat?

Or, haven't you noticed

That

Particularly in his little years,

No matter how his hair is worn

(It's the same long or shorn)

Two rolled over, stuck out, dirty ears

Protrude beneath his erstwhile hat.

I wonder. I wonder about that.