April A to Z blogging challenge Wisdom
‘Wisdom comes with age,’ it’s said,
But what age must I reach
Before perception fills my head
And thoughts precede my speech?
With every passing year I find
I’m child-like yet and silly,
While others educate their minds
I’m still just froth and frilly.
I should be wise by now, you see,
It’s showing in my teeth,
But though I may look ninety-three
I’m eighteen underneath.
6 comments:
I love the poem! I keep waiting for my wisdom to kick in :)
Oh wonderful!
there is wisdom in remaining 18 underneath
Yes...I so identify with this! I still get too giddy about life to ever be deemed wise, and also feel young inside, despite how my aching body belies that rumour. LOL...:)
I love the poem, too, but I think Isabel is probably right. Remaining young underneath is very wise. I think I'm 32, but I look 64. LOL
-- K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
Wow. Loved it!
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