When I am an old woman  - by Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and
summer gloves, And satin sandals, and say we've no
money for butter.  I shall sit down on the pavement
when I'm tired, And gobble up samples in shops
and press alarm bells, And run my stick along the
public railings, And make up for the sobriety
of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the
rain And pick the flowers from other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats
and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are
not too  shocked  and surprised.

When suddenly I am old,
And start to wear purple.

Jenny Joseph

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