I turned 45 this week. Turning 40 was no big deal to me. In fact I barely noticed it at the time because I had more important things to stress about. But to me 45 seems so much more substantial. I feel like I accomplished something. I am more than halfway through now. My life and Possibly My Mind. How do I feel about getting older? What about actually being old? I am letting some others answer that for me because....I like the way they say it.
(I feel strongly about obtaining permissions and have not received one to post the entire poem and honestly I'm getting older every moment so, I did find this video of Jenny Joseph reading the poem herself, and thought, "that is even more awesome", so hopefully that's ok....
Because it's my Birthday....yesterday...)
by Jenny Joseph Link to Bloodaxe Books', Jenny Joseph Page!
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
So Maybe I will............
As my husband might say.....; )
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