(11 September 1885 – 2 March 1930 / Nottinghamshire / England)

Beautiful Old Age

It ought to be lovely to be old
to be full of the peace that comes of experience
and wrinkled ripe fulfilment.

The wrinkled smile of completeness that follows a life
lived undaunted and unsoured with accepted lies
they would ripen like apples, and be scented like pippins
in their old age.

Soothing, old people should be, like apples
when one is tired of love.
Fragrant like yellowing leaves, and dim with the soft
stillness and satisfaction of autumn.

And a girl should say:
It must be wonderful to live and grow old.
Look at my mother, how rich and still she is! -

And a young man should think: By Jove
my father has faced all weathers, but it's been a life!

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Comments (8)

As I age, I think only of the mistakes I have made and the wrong choices and regret that I did not live up to my great promise.
It’s lovely how old age is compared with harvest time and ripe fruit.
You left out a line of the poem! ! ! ! What's the point of being a poetry website if you can't make sure that you're publishing the complete poem! Very shoddy work, if you ask me. BTW, the line is if people lived without accepting lies in the middle of the second stanza.
Nothing like journey of life. Beautiful! !
Soothing old people should be like apples. Beautifully written poem shared on.
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