I will wear purple bonnets And high black shoes. Too soon, too soon, Youth is all we lose. Losing Life is nothing much After youth is gone. Tell me I am sweet to touch For old age will be long; Tell me that this yellow dress Is a part of loveliness -- Like a jonquil in the spring -- Tell me any foolish thing! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AIN COUNTREE by ALLAN CUNNINGHAM WAPENTAKE; TO ALFRED TENNYSON by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 12 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE ALLIGATOR by BEATRICE WITTE RAVENEL THE RAINBOW [IN THE SKY] by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE LINCOLN HOME by ZELLA ACKERMAN PSALMS 71. PRAYER AND SONG OF THE AGED CHRISTIAN by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |