TURNING 50, NOVEMBER 8, 2012

                         LET ME GROW LOVELY

Let me grow lovely, growing old-

   So many fine things do:

Laces, and ivory, and gold,

   And silks need not be new;

And there is healing in old trees,

   Old streets a glamor hold;

Why may not I, as well as these,

   Grow lovely, growing old?

                      —Karle Wilson Baker                    

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