Author Basil Hall Chamberlain Old Age is not a friend I wish to meet;And if some day to see me he should come,I'd lock the door as he walk'd up the street,And cry, “Most honour'd sir! I'm not at home!” Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments