When I Am Old

When I Am Old

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers
"

...the privilege of growing old.

"

When I Am Old

 

 

 

When I am old

I’ll wear my hair atop my head

in a Katharine Hepburn fashion.

I’ll rise in the break of morning

with three cats at my feet

watering  succulents in the kitchen window

while waiting for my coffee to brew.

I’ll sit at the table like we used to do,

engage in a crossword puzzle or two,

when I am old.

 

When I am old

my mother’s features

will be my only makeup.

I ‘ll garden in the afternoon

then rest till dinner at three.

I’ll write poetry while sipping a Chardonnay

indulge in a hand of solitaire or two

when I am old.

 

When I am old

and coloring my hair no longer suits me,

I’ll walk across the meadow, green

where geese and lark take  flight at dusk

and the sky is a palate of magnificent hues.

 

The years like memories will fade

like the light of a falling star.

A calendar of days will hauntingly remind me

that every day

I am one step closer to the other side

 

where you will be waiting,

when I am old.

 

 

© 2022 Kelly Scheppers


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Author's Note

Kelly Scheppers
The longevity of life was not afforded to my parents and older sister, who each died under the age of fifty. Therefore, it will become a privilege to me, growing old.

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Growing old, what will change, what will we keep doing the same? Will we even have the pleasure of growing old? We never know what life has in store for us, but it never hurts to think about those times in the future. I am truly sorry for your losses, your parents and sister. While they may not have grown old as you described in your previous, I'm sure they lived their life to the fullest each day. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Months Ago

You are most kind. Thank you!
Hi Kelly , really enjoyed your superb poem ,on old age , and well written
As I’m knocking on a Bit , lol, it hit home , sad to read about your parents and older sister
Have a great week , lovely to meet you

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Months Ago

Thank you, Stuart! Wonderful to meet you, as well. I do hope to see you again!
Stuart Munro

2 Months Ago

Thanks Kelly
Beautiful poem that I relate to in a few ways now at 63
Sorry for your loss of parents at young age
Yes they wait for you but hurry not they want you to enjoy life a long one
Growing old is nothing as bad as I imagined
It’s comforting in a way I don’t need to look good or try too hard with hair makeup clothes etc

Posted 4 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

4 Months Ago

You know, I think growing older is hardest for those who live alone. I fully intend to have multipl.. read more
Such a vivid image of growing old gracefully, and on your own terms. But even more importantly, you are anticipating the positive aspects of growing old much more than the negative. The structure of the poem, with the repetition of the title throughout, enhances its contemplative nature, but also, I think, hints at the tendency to repeat ourselves that often comes with old age. Very nicely written!

Posted 4 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

4 Months Ago

I'm looking forward to growing old, gracefully, no matter if I do start repeating myself. I've alway.. read more
This shows strength and confidence.
I like how each stanza flows.
Nicely penned.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

Thank you so much, Melinda!
all the values of aging are a dead end.
you have penned a masterpiece.
thank you

Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

Wow, thank you so much. You have made my day!
Loved that line wearing your mothers features. Excellent! I like the rise and fall of this poem. Soft and pensitive then poignant and final at the end.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

I kept wondering how I was going to end it, then the ending just sort of presented itself. It felt .. read more
A very classy poem Kelly. Some lovely images - images fade like light from a falling star. I suppose I'm getting old but I'm trying hard to hold on to some vestiges of my youth. The only person I'm fooling is myself.
All the best,
Alan

Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

I once read that age is a matter of mind. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. Hold onto those ves.. read more
"When I am old
my mother’s features
will be my only makeup."

50 is too young.
This poem is a beautiful appreciation for life and takes nothing for granted.
The above lines really touched me. I wear my mother's face too.



Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

Thank you! It means a lot to me that one line was so identifiable with you.
" I am one step closer to the other side" hauntingly beautiful.Yours author' s note states that they died not very old...I pray you live longer to write more ,more poems spending time gardening and the likes!

Very nice and touching poem

Posted 6 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

6 Months Ago

I've got a lot of living to do - to celebrate their lives! Thank you so much!
Dreamer

6 Months Ago

Absolutely....

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Kelly Scheppers

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