My Beard

I know the whole idea is rather weird:
GraceK and Baytown wanted me to write
this stupid villanelle about my beard.

I guess I let it grow because I feared
my face was looking old or some such shite.
I know the whole idea is rather weird.

My wife just shrugged, the children loudly jeered
so now I pen, more angry than contrite,
this stupid villanelle about my beard.

I shaved it off but then it reappeared.
Eventually I just gave up the fight.
I know the whole idea is rather weird.

A facial growth like mine should be revered
so ladies, learn by heart and then recite
this stupid villanelle about my beard.

A literary genre pioneered
and now abandoned at its highest height!
I know the whole idea is rather weird;
this stupid villanelle about my beard.