Old Age Is A Frame Of Mind Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Old Age Is A Frame Of Mind
I saw my only son today
and noted to my great dismay
his hair is now completely grey.
I think that this must be Natures way
of pointing out I’m older too.
A fact with which I can’t argue.
That does not mean I should not do
the things that I’m still able to.
I lack the youthful energy
I used to squander wastefully
But what I have I use wisely.
I am not old; refuse to be.
The passing years I just ignore
don’t even count them anymore.
30-Jan-08
Hi Ivor! Love this poem! Always think young and you'll stay young, as you do! ! ! *10*! ! Friend Thad
Yes I enjoyed this one, the benifit of age is who cares. and there is certainly more humour.
I enjoyed the witticism of this poem alot... thanks for speaking for me too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 10:33:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Good for you Ivor, it is all in the mind. Let's hear it from the oldies! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Nice read, enjoyed it and connected with it. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX