Though I’m not young and fair
by cricketjeff on December 29, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Before I knew myself, before my hair was grey
I did not understand that life was underway.
The choices offered me were easy to ignore;
I thought that I would be as young for evermore.
The years have passed me by and now I come to see
The chances that I missed may well have set me free
It seems I was a fool to always be so sure
I thought that I would be as young for evermore.
But now I’ve found my feet, to offer life a chance.
Perhaps it’s not too late to try to join the dance
Although I missed these years, I’ve others left in store
I thought that I would be as young for evermore.
So now I say to you, I offer you my hand.
I’ll be a happy man if you will understand
That I have chosen you to worship and adore –
I wish that I could be this young for evermore.
Author notes
In Alexandrines as a mirror of a poem by Elizabeth the First.
I have slightly modified the title because I don’t see how you can mark the
contest easily otherwise!
English