The older I get sometimes it seems
That what I thought I knew
Plays tricks on me and I am quite
Uncertain what to do
So when somebody asks me, 'if-
What-how-why, tell me, oh'
I find it safest to reply
I really just don’t know
..because the more birthdays I get
The less the years have cleared
And all my answers patented
In youth have disappeared
For what I thought was not, is so
And what I thought so, not
And all the rest I must confess
It seems I've quite forgot
© Janet Martin
Hi Janet, I noticed you were over at Dayle's earlier. I just left a comment there and this verse you write about here is what I was referring to there. Cool! How wonderful to find it here too.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a beautiful day and may you find the joy as you gather thoughts and memories in anticipation of a new birthday.
Sending loving hugs,
Brenda
xox
thank-you so much, Brenda! that is SO cool how out of all the verses we were drawn to the same one today!
DeleteI concur, with a smile! I say, "I don't know" all the time--and I'm ok with that ;-)
ReplyDeleteLove that verse--quite encouraging!
when in doubt...a favourite verse!
DeleteI remember my dad saying often, 'the older I get the less I know' shaking his head as he said it.
I'm okay with not knowing... most of the time ;-)