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Elderly Woman's Poem About Wrinkles And Beauty Will Change The Way You View Ageing, Forever
What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forego her wreath? Yes, but not for this alone. Is it to feel our strength - Not our bloom only, but our strength -decay? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer, every function less exact, Each nerve more weakly strung? Yes, this, and more!
An elderly woman's poem about getting older has captured the hearts of thousands. She says that a person's appearance and the way they look as they age is just their "gift wrap", and it's the "jewel" inside that really counts. In the video above, Wanda recounts her poem and, towards the end when she talks about facing death, her voice wavers and she begins to get teary eyed. It has since been viewed more than 4. The year-old's son David Goines told The Huffington Post that their family was thrilled the video had gone viral and Wanda's poem had been shared.
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T his remarkable gathering of new work by senior British poets has been some months in the planning, but it seems appropriate to publish the poems over the weekend when we celebrate Mother's Day though Father's Day would have been equally apt. Roger McGough perhaps the nation's favourite poet revisits his own confidently youthful "Let Me Die a Youngman's Death" 40 years older and wiser. The Scottish makar, Edwin Morgan, is absent because of illness, but I urge readers to make sure they own a copy of his Collected Poems , published by Carcanet. The Caribbean poet James Berry, too, would have been present but for bad health. Seek out his anthology News for Babylon Chatto. All of these poets have helped to define the nature of poetry in this country and are responsible for the rich diversity that now flourishes here.
It ought to be lovely to be old to be full of the peace that comes of experience and wrinkled ripe fulfilment. The wrinkled smile of completeness that follows a life lived undaunted and unsoured with accepted lies they would ripen like apples, and be scented like pippins in their old age. Soothing, old people should be, like apples when one is tired of love. Fragrant like yellowing leaves, and dim with the soft stillness and satisfaction of autumn. And a girl should say: It must be wonderful to live and grow old. Look at my mother, how rich and still she is!