Today, I acknowledge the life of Robert Browning, born on this day in 1812. Robert’s poetry was eclipsed by his wife’s, Elizabeth Barrett Browning during her lifetime, but I would be hard pressed to find someone who has never seen the above titled quote……
Robert’s simple words…..“Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be” ……. have become the mantra of the Baby Boomer generation.
The golden years of silver hair were once delegated to rocking chairs; now active seniors travel through retirement and dance to rock and roll, not sit in those old fogey chairs.
The words are used in marriage tokens………grow old along with me……a wish not easily attainable in this throw away society. Old things are thrown away, not cherished.
I value the old, always have since a young girl. I like old words of writers and poets who came before me. So today, I share the words of Robert Browning.
The secret to youth is not to throw away the joy of living, learning, and rocking each day to the fullest …………and to never stop believing the best is yet to be.
“Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!”
― Robert Browning