Monday, June 22, 2009

My Grandmother once told me, I would never be wise, because I never got my wisdom teeth, I wonder!

Wisdom

(This is a long read)

They say with age comes wisdom
That they make a likely pair
That when a proper age is reached,
Wisdom should be there.

Tell me, when will wisdom show?
When will enlightenment take place?
I wonder if it's really true
Age is more than lavender and lace

I want to be prepared for it
I want to know when I am wise
So I can sit with chin in hand
To make sage comments and advise

Perhaps a furrow in my brow
Will show I'm deep in thought
Or a distant look within my eyes
Will reveal I think a lot

I'd like to utter profound words
That people will write down
And quote to one another
Preferably before I'm gone.

I have learned, as I grow older
My poor brain is quite a joke
Though, when I was in my teens
I knew more than both my folks

This wisdom thing is backwards
I knew much more when I was young
There was nothing one could tell me then.
So how come now I feel so dumb?

As it is, I can't remember
All the things I know I should
Though I always say, "Gesundheit,"
And I always knock on wood

But why I do or say those things
I'll admit I have forgot
They happen automatically
Without a bit of thought.

I wish I could be really wise
And grow ever wiser as I age
I'd like to be like Solomon
And make decisions that amaze

But now it's even difficult
Deciding what to have for dinner
Would Solomon pick pizza pie?
If so, then I might be a winner

To understand life's mysteries
Is every human's goal
But, you know, I still don't have a clue
Even though I am so old

I doubt I'll ever figure out
Just how a clock keeps time
Or how a light switch turns on lights
Or what makes a doorbell chime

See, the simplest things still puzzle me
Though I accept them without question
But before I go, I'd like to know
About this age and mind connection

The elderly have lots of losses
Can wisdom replace those?
Or is wisdom just a word that's used
To appease those older souls?

But if, and when, wisdom does set in
At what vast age must someone be?
I wonder if I've reached it yet
For I have learned to laugh at me...

Author: Virginia (Ginny) Ellis....



9 comments:

Gramma Ann said...

That is funny but true. I enjoyed reading it. I guess wisdom is something we all have we just have to learn what to do with it....

Abe Lincoln said...

My brain must be not working. By the time I got to the bottom I forgot what I began reading at the top.

kavita said...

I completely enjoyed it......

Granny on the Web said...

Oh your hubby is a card! but it can sometimes happen, you get to the end of something and you have to go back and see what you were reading about. Wisdom is a very fine line, miss it and you are over the hill on the downward slope.
Love Granny

bb mcclain said...

Sometimes I have flashes of wise-ness.

Brenda said...

Ha ha..what Abe said. I think for me ageing and wisdom are opposites. The older I get the more I realize how little I really know. The world is too large and full of new things to discover.

Renie Burghardt said...

I agree with Brenda, Abe is a card! Haha.

Yep, wisdom is not always easy to achieve. I have an old saying that says it all "It's easier to get older than it is to get wiser." Aint that the truth! A very good poem1

Good night, Patty!

Renie

Tom said...

Jane says I just get dafter with age... the sad thing is 'I' know thats true.... :O)
Tom
My post are: Reddish Vale and Horse And Poem

Abe Lincoln said...

Well on second thought, you now know everything like all old people do. We all just forget how much we know.

If you never got your wisdom teeth then you never lost them. You was wise from the start. They have a name for that...

thanks for going around with me yesterday and for mowing the yard again.