A Middle-Age Reflection

If you are middle-age then this poem by Strickland Gillilan will bring a smile to your face. It is a reflection that we can all relate to as we grow older. Enjoy the reflection in these verses full of truth and humor.



A Middle-Age Reflection
by Strickland Gillilan


I saw a chap the other day that once I'd used to know.
His cheeks were rosy, hair jet black, in days of long ago.
But now the roses are not there, the raven hair is streaked
With snowy white where ruthless Time his grim revenge has wreaked.
I marveled. For the heart of me is young as when I knew
The fellow years and years ago 'neath skies of youth's own blue.
And then I chanced to recollect, and heard my own voice say:
"What has been happening to me, while he was turning gray?"

Day after day I'd seen myself reflected in the glass
The change had been so gradual my eyes had let it pass
Unnoticed. Had I failed to see myself for such a span
As had elapsed since I had met this other aging man,
No doubt the contrast would have been as great. I had been used
To thinking of myself as still with wine of youth infused.

Perhaps the same was in his mind when we two met that day:
"What has been happening to me while he was turning gray?"
But young at heart God keep us that ! Let care be laughed to scorn.
Let's keep our backs to eventide and always face the morn.
Let's keep the ripeness of our noon to guide the girls and boys
Whose youth is callower than ours and lacking deeper joys.
The snow of age may dust our hair, it can not reach within.
We'll teach those careworn youths of ours to bear their griefs and grin
Go to the one whose empty life has palled on him, and say:
"A wiser youth has come to me while you were turning gray!"


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