When I am an old woman I shall wear purple….

Wow posting two days in a row!  I was going to do just the Frida Kahlo post for PPF, as I didn't think I would be able to get any painting done today.  But as you see I did even if it is still wet!.  I really wanted to finish it as I think it would be great for Connie’s  Mix It Monthly which ends in a couple of days.

Last week while reading one of my favourite blogs that had a post on aging, one of the comments referred to this poem so I googled it.  It is a poem by Jenny Joseph from “Warning”. Written in 1961.  It really, really appeals to me.  However, I promise not to spit!

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 flowers in 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 beermats 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.

What will you do when you are old that you could start doing now?

I think I will wear orange and pink with stripes and dots, and fall asleep while boring people are talking!

Have a wonderful creative week and I hope to visit you all during the weekend.

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