mandag, oktober 05, 2009

når jeg bliver gammel

vil jeg klæde mig i lilla....

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals and say we’ve no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired And gobble up samples in shops and ring alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens And learn to spit. You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat And eat three pounds of sausages at a go Or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats and things in boxes. But now we must have clothes that keep us dry And pay our rent and not swear in the street And set a good example for the children. But maybe I ought to practice a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old and start to wear purple.

1 kommentar:

  1. :-) Jeg læste dette skønne 'digt' som barn, og googlede efter det i dag: Sådan faldt jeg over din blog! Mener dog at jeg læste det på dansk. Aner du hvor digtet er fra/hvem der har skrevet det?

    Knus Gitte
    (Som også mener vi alle bør gå lidt mere i lilla!)