grow old

Sep 25 2002 Kelly Norton

when i grow old, i want to be the man who sees birds sitting where birds never go. i want to dress with the finest apparel that is at least ten years out of style, and walk to places swinging a walking stick and tipping my cap when driving would make far more sense. i want to whistle endlessly tunes that are familiar but largely unrecognizable and carry a folded newspaper under my arm. all of this i want when i grow old, and none too soon.