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May. 26th, 2005

When I am an old woman, I shall wear green
Because it's my favorite color and really suits me,
And I shall spend my pension on warm socks and classic literature
And Earl Grey tea and say we've no money for cable.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And avoid shops that give out samples and coo over babies
And point out when people are being uncivil to each other
And make up for my self-absorbed youth.

I shall go out in my slippers on the porch
And notice the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to knit. You can wear attractive skirts and grow more smart
And have intellectual discussions with your friends
Or laugh with the high school kids at the bus stop
And hoard loves and memories and jokes and things that make you laugh.

But now we must have a government that foments fear
And distrust our neighbors and swear in the street. And set a poor example
for the children. We will point our fingers and cluck our tongues.
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 green.

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blythe025
May. 26th, 2005 07:49 pm (UTC)
Great poem. Great, great poem.
gramina
May. 26th, 2005 09:05 pm (UTC)
Oh yes, that's lovely. And a significant improvement on the original, too!
junglemonkee
May. 26th, 2005 10:48 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
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