i grow old, i grow old <br />i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled <br />and steal from TS Eliot <br />thinking no-one knows <br /> <br />i grow old, i grow old <br />i shall cease to do what i am told <br />and stay in bed till sunset <br />when the weather gets too cold <br /> <br />i grow old, i grow old <br />i shall only wear my crumpled clothes <br />and look disdainfully at others <br />when they roll up their nose <br /> <br />i grow old, i grow old <br />i shall watch events unfold <br />and take a greater pleasure <br />in an elder statesman role. <br /> <br />i grow old, i grow old <br />i shall never play lawn bowls <br />and never will watch cricket <br />that's too boring for the soul. <br /> <br />i grow old, i grow old <br />but i shall never be so bold <br />as to admonish others <br />when my views they do not hold.<br /><br />David Keig<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-grow-old/
