"When Will I Be Old"?
When I was three, it seemed to me
I simply could not comprehend,
The ancient age of twenty-three...
(Or any age past six.)
Of course, when all the years between
Had passed, and twenty-three arrived,
I realized I wasn't old at all,
But youth personfied.
And somewhere down the distant road,
Lay forty-three, the sunset age of life.
When "young" was truly past,
and "old" was firmly fixed, I thought.
But at forty-three, you see,
I scratched my head in disbelief....
Because I knew I wasn't old,
And youth was still at hand.
Aha! Sixty-three! Yes, Sixty-three.... That's when I'll be old beyond recall
At last the truth had dawned on me.
A man's not old 'till sixty-three.
Will I be old at eighty-three?
Most likely not, you see.
If I should reach that golden age....
Still young at heart I'll be!