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Poetry Pleases: Now I'm Sixty Four

"When you get older...'' sang The Beatles long ago. "...will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four...''

And now Sir Paul McCartney, one of the two surviving Beatles, has just turned 64. And Elsie Eva was prompted to dig out the following poem which she wrote when she reached that significant age.

What was I expecting when the Beatles sang that song -
Of an age that seemed so very far ahead?

Musing in my thirties, could I really see a time
When I'd leave the car and use the bus instead?

Leaving work behind me as I moved to pastures new,
Woud I face the future brightly - or with dread?

Would I dress sedately. donning colours drab and dull;
Wear a rain-mate or a scarf upon my head?

Did I see existence as a widow dressed in black,
When I'd sleep alone and in a single bed?

Older now, and wiser I'm expected to conform:
Yet I still have foolish thoughts inside my head.

Now I've reached that milestone, I'll admit to sixty-four:
It's a better option far than being dead.


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