هشدار

 When I am an old woman I shall wear purpleWith a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,And I shall spend my pension on summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired and gobble up samples in shops and press 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 .

You can wear terrible shirts and grow fatter And eat three pounds of sausages at a go or only bread and pickle for a week And hoard pens and pencils and pictures 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.

We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

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 .