TO: PIERO
RE: RED GLASSES
When I first saw you in Milwaukee,
All bushy haired and kind of gawky,
I fell in love. Yes, I’ll admit it.
T’was your youthful exuberance that did it.
And something else got my attention.
They gave your face a sweet dimension…
Glasses of red!! A bit disarming,
But on your face completely charming.
They neatly framed your gorgeous eyes,
And so it came as no surprise
That you captured me in just a second.
Red glasses reached out to me and beckoned,
“Take another look and you will find
He’s not the ordinary kind.
His future bright still lies before him,
Thousands of fans will soon adore him.”
Red glasses, you were right it seems.
You were there when he followed his dreams.
Glasses of red became his trademark,
Giving him that special bright spark.
Now that he’s maturing, will we find
That red glasses will be left behind?
Giving place to current fashion,
Forgetting that red was once his passion?
Piero, remember how the masses
Adored you in your brave red glasses?
Oh, yes, we’ll love you in any color,
You’re just as handsome in any other.
But the red ones have a special place
That time and styles cannot erase.
Please keep them close and once in a while
Wear them again, ignoring style.
Reminding us of the beginning
When hearts of fans you first were winning.
You’re famous now, but as time passes
Don’t forget your old friend—THE RED GLASSES!
