From 'About Seniors' Magazine
How old age has changed! How it's different now!
The elderly on life's stage! Baby take a bow!
I recall my grandmother, younger, far, than I,
Dressed in black from head to foot, no longer fleet and spry.
Not that I could parade around in the outfits on this page!
Such were never the younger 'me'; it's got nothing to do with age.
But how I admire their attitude, and their relationship too!
Still, after what may be many years, a very definite 'two'.
We find the young a mystery; and that's how they find us;
They mock our taste in music and our passes for the bus.
But here's to our Second Childhood! What a time of freedom it is!
Open up the champagne and fizz, fizz, fizz!
The idols of our youth here: