Purple

Dedicated to Gran Opal....was 92 on May 13th....
Nana Kauffman.....a mere 91!
and the baby of the bunch.....Granny....a youngin' at 79 :)
Last but not least, two fellow Ladies of the Heart.
One of my bestest friends,Carolyn....who adores purple!
Trust me, she has purple things you'd never dream could be purple :)
And to Lace, a wonderfully loving, caring soul and friend.
She proved to me that purple comes in all different shades,
but when you get right down to it...
purple is purple is purple!
One of these days, I'll get to Houston to see both of them :)
Wait a minute, they are both in Houston....yikes, do we see
a pattern emerging here?!?!?
It use to be a "Yellow Rose in Texas"....
but as far as I am concerned, the roses are purple....:)

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and 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
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and a pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats 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.

Jenny Joseph

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