On Aging

When you see me sitting quietly,
Like a sack left on the shelf,
Don’t think I need your chattering.
I’m listening to myself.
Hold! Stop! Don’t pity me!
Hold! Stop your sympathy!
Understanding if you got it,
Otherwise I’ll do without it!
When my bones are stiff and aching,
And my feet won’t climb the stair,
I will only ask one favor:
Don’t bring me no rocking chair.
When you see me walking, stumbling,
Don’t study and get it wrong.
‘Cause tired don’t mean lazy
And every goodbye ain’t gone.
I’m the same person I was back then,
A little less hair, a little less chin,
A lot less lungs and much less wind.
But ain’t I lucky I can still breathe in.

by Maya Angelou

Comments (11)

THIS WAS MY ENGLISH LITERATURE GCSE POEM IT WAS PRETTY FUNNY
i found out that this Poem shows meaningful idea about our grandparents of how we think wrongly about them but mostly of how we under estimated the poem this is so lovely showing us some manners and so encouraging thankk you Maya Angelou for encouraging us students it about two year of us studied your poem in every level thanks alot
Maya Angelou alludes to the fact that aging doesn't necessarily mean frailty.We certainly will age, but we can keep a young heart always.
Sure. Aging has its own phases but you definitely will be lucky to go through.
who ever said you are only as young as you feel is wrong, we don't get old in our heads?
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