Refuting
D.R Geraint Jones” Let me not see old age”
God grant that I live to my centenary.
When I was young and strong I thought I knew
everything that would be of use to me.
Indulged myself as youth is wont to do
I took my simple pleasures casually,
but slow advancing age has forced me to
consider my future path most seriously
I recognise some things which I must do.
I must greet each day optimistically
Although I know that they may be very few
There is so much I want to say and see.
Every day I discover something new.
Although I lack youthful agility
I still retain mental ability.
19-Aug-07
ivor or ivor.e hogg
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-age-is-a-pecious-gift/
