Poem of the Day

Hello!

Today, I went to a poetry seminar at my school and we chatted most of the time about other students poems, but we also got to share a poem from the book Good Poems selected and introduced by Garrison Keillor. My favorite poem so far in the book is called Young and Old by Charles Kingsley:

Young And Old

When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen;
Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away;
Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every dog his day.

When all the world is old, lad,
And all the trees are brown;
And all the sport is stale, lad,
And all the wheels run down;
Creep home, and take your place there,
The spent and maimed among:

God grant you find one face there,
You loved when all was young.

I like this poem because of its rhythm, and the transition between being young and old. When you are young, you want to live and be young, and then when you are old you want to sit back with other old people, particularly someone you love and think of your life together. I also think that its interesting because it sounds like a paternal person is talking to a young person and giving them advice. I love the ending I just think that it is beautiful and it makes me happy every time I read it. I think its beautiful, and I love it.

Thats all for today.

xoxo.

Miss Liz