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Saturday, December 31, 2011

When I Am Old....I Shall Wear Purple



Warning - When I Am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple


By Jenny Joseph



When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit...


5 comments:

mxtodis123 said...

Don't you just love that poem?
Happy New Year to you and yours. May your days be filled with love, peace and joy.
Mary

Melodie said...

I love this! I am always telling The Boy..just wait till I am old,old folks can get away with anything,lol! He tells me I better not be that way!

Terra said...

This poem makes me smile.
Have a beautiful 2012.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Everytime I read this poem I smile.
Have a year filled with peace, happiness and wisdom - for you.
Thank you for the cards and your online friendship :)

On Fragile Wings said...

Happy New Year 2012


hugs Sharon

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