Of Old Age Now I Am Fond * Poem by C. P. Sharma
Of Old Age Now I Am Fond *
Of old age now I am fond,
With it now I have firm bond;
Silvery hair and shrunken cheeks,
On eyes a pair of spects antique.
I am now for the world showpiece,
Through sudden slips tongue often fleece;
Of old age now I am fond,
With it now I have firm bond.
* A rejoinder to Ruth Walter’s ‘Old Age’.
Old is gold to those who bears wisdom...............and righteousness to their hearts! ! !
age is in the mind so i now find i may have become slow i lkie the pace and flow only y'day i was thinking who wants to be young and foolish again. I am also happy where i am now... Mamta
Isn’t it funny, isn’t it strange, what happens to people as they all age. For myself I have noticed that on the inside my character’s better and so is my mind. I love to read books, learn new ideas. I’ve taken up hobbies in my late years. But my eyesight is failing, my hearing is weak, which is sad as it’s now that my need of them’s peaked. To look on the bright side I suppose it’s a blessing, for I don’t see my wrinkles when I am dressing. As for the housework, dusting and mopping. I can’t see the dirt So I just go out shopping! haha Ruthy
old means more achievements in life..old age requires nothing..we all pass this stage..tho, it undergoes physical changes but the smartness ang alertness remain...old age have firm, fixed and smart decisions..whether it is good or bad, they will stand for it.....again...old age have still hearts, minds tho less performance coz of their age..and we should remember that old age is different from aged people....this poem is so nice..retention, attention, care, and love are all these old age need...
Sharma Ji I hope your sunset is still a way off I am just getting to know you.10
Accepting old age is the best way to be and appreciating beauty and knowing our contribution to the world. Your words of wisdom are backed up with great rhyme and I love 'through sudden slips tongue often fleece'! 10 love Karin
Old age arrives, whether we like it or not, So we may as well be content with our lot. Age brings its own beauty, with other things of course, But think on it, pal, being dead would be worse. A lovely poem, my friend. Good wishes for many more years of reading your work. Hugs from Great Grandmama.
just like in a baby...this aged look has a glow of love i feel...a beautiful poem sir...10
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5/10/2024 6:19:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Old is gold, I say! So, go ahead well!