LIFE’S LADDER.
“When I was eight I used to think at ten I’d be so very old and big, why, then. With no regrets, with scarce a tear or sigh, I’d lay my fairy-books and dollies/ by; _ K > , At ten, well twelve seemed quite the proper age To put aside toys, games, and pictured page, And seventeen thought twenty truly old; And twenty, as the shining days unrolled, Felt very sure should she be still alive. How ancient she would be at twenty- , five. u So when my years shall total up four score \ In the same way I’ll say, ‘One decade more; At ninety I’ll be old, and glad to die’; At ninety Rejitemplate my century.” ' • • “E.F.D.”
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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, 1 October 1927, Page 10
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118LIFE’S LADDER. Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVII, 1 October 1927, Page 10
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