I hope you’ll love me
When I am old and fat
Because I am pretty sure
That day will be here
Maybe even as soon as
And what a blessing it is to get old.
They don’t seem to tell you that when you are young, though, do they?
All they tell you are things like,
“Cherish your youth!”
“It goes by so quickly.”
They’ll say things like,
“I’ll tell you what, it isn’t easy getting old”
Or you’ll hear someone in their twenties say,
“I’d rather die than get old.”
And maybe it is true,
that getting old is both a curse
and a blessing;
But please remember, my dear friends,
That some kids never got old;
Some teens never became an adult;
And that getting old means that you’re still alive.
You have survived.
When your aesthetic beauty fades away, like it inevitably will,
Who will you be then?
What will matter to you?
You might wake up
Old and fat.
And I’m here to tell you that
There is absolutely nothing wrong