The Actor

You’re just an actor on the stage,
In costume and in character.
Strutting you make a grand entrance,

Behind that mask what face hides there?

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

3 thoughts on “The Actor

  1. Unfortunately there are many actors out there. If we could all learn to rid ourselves of the masks, this world would be a better place.

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