Happy Birthday, Mother
If my mother had lived, she would be celebrating her 95th birthday today. She would have enjoyed being that old and seeing her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren grow into fine human beings.
I, personally, have no intention of dying because I want to see what happens.
WARNING
By Jenny Joseph, 1961
Minchinhampton, England
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.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm 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 . . .
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
By Jenny Joseph, 1961
Minchinhampton, England
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.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm 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 . . .
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
1 Comments:
Hey, Mom, you don't have to wear purple and red! We all know you do what you want anyway. I am trying to think when I have *ever* seen you wear purple. I can't think of one time. I'd say, wear more red....because I know that is your favorite color. I miss Grandma too. Thank you for reminding us to remember her.
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