I’m not opposed to aging – even though society is kinder on men than women when it comes to getting old. How can I look at aging as the enemy? It happens whether I like it or not and no one is set apart from growing old; it comes to us all. Youth passes from everyone, so why deny it?
I’m proud of my age. I’m proud that I’ve survived this planet for as long as I have, and should I end up withered, wrinkled and with a lifetime of great wisdom, I’ll trade the few years of youth for the sophistication of a great mind…for however long it lasts. ― Donna Lynn Hope
Withered, wrinkled and wasting away.
Sounds like a law firm
in Sun City.
Guy down the street dropped dead
in the middle of the road.
Getting his mail.
Like that was the most dangerous thing
he was gonna do all day.
Here’s what I think:
wait for it…
wait for it…
Old is revenge.
Old is victory.
“I’ll trade the few years of youth for the sophistication of a great mind…for however long it lasts.” Easier to say when you are aged. But ask a few geezers. From my admittedly lofty heights, ‘the sophistication of a great mind’ something of a unicorn.