Old Age

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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OLD age is courteous--no one more:
For time after time he knocks at the door,
But nobody says, "Walk in, sir, pray!"
Yet turns he not from the door away,
But lifts the latch, and enters with speed.
And then they cry "A cool one, indeed!"

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  • paperflowers

    Wow, this really takes me back! I remember coming across this piece during my younger years. It truly captures the inevitability and subtle approach of growing old. I do wonder though, why do we often portray aging as an unwelcome intruder rather than a natural progression of life? This poem surely gives something to ponder over.