When I'm old then the booth is very kind. My grandchildren will love me and visit all weekend. I will cook a delicious jam and brew my tea on the grass. In the evenings I'll sit in the gazebo and read books. I will have a whole home library. I will also read my cat with a scallop and buy her a red collar. Then I'll go to bed under a warm quilt. I'll sleep all night. I'll be sad for the morning, which is already old. I'll look at my yellowed photos and remember my youth
