Your wife is growing old, man, The white is in her hair, But winsome to behold, man, As when a maiden fair. For there's an autumn beauty More charming than the spring; The grace of love and duty, It is a wondrous thing! Then tell your wife 'tis so, man, -- It's better lore than books, -- For women like to know, man, That men still like their looks. And maybe she will tell you, For she's a guileful tongue, The years so kindly spell you That you are looking young! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ILIAD: ACHILLES OVER THE TRENCH by HOMER TWO SONGS FROM THE PERSIAN: 2 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A BALLADE OF EVOLUTION by GRANT ALLEN BURY HIM DEEP by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAST MAN: LIFE'S UNCERTAINTY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |