Poems about Age
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Poems about Age
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The first forty years of life give us the text; the next thirty supply the commentary on it. Arthur Schopenhauer
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The thing is that our body
Grows older and well used by the day;
No matter who or where we are
There's nothing else to say.
Our cells are reproducing
At millions every day;
But they start getting slower
On our 28th birthday.
Around that time and bit by bit
The slowing down process begins;
As well as all the other things
It's when our hair begins to thin.
So why as we put on weight
And this should stretch the skin;
To make us wrinklefree and tight
Bagginess and sags appear- I think I need a gin
The hearing loss and pardons are now many
The kids make fun as you don't hear;
Whilst moaning that it's now your knees
That hurt and bring a tear.
The reflection in the mirror
Scares the life out of you too;
The eyesights fading now
The kids tell you that it's you!
Don't be silly I know who I am
I know I don't look like that;
Here you are look at this photo
There, that's proof of where I'm at.
Skin and bone we all land up
Where did the muscle go;
Oh doctor don't you bother
I don't really want to know.
Just keep me on this planet
Just as long as you think you can;
'Cos I quite like it here
This is where I met my man.
I love him dearly I'd miss him so
He'd be only the half of two;
So can we stay together
He won't know what to do.
Maggiemay
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Poems about Age
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While one finds company in himself and his pursuits,
he cannot feel old, no
matter what his years may be.
Amos Bronson Alcott
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Old Age Tension
Sometimes it’s nice being old
It isn’t the mess you’ve been told
You can turn on the telly
Eat custard and jelly
And stop in the house when it gets cold
You can go to the coast for your tea
And sit there and look at the sea
And think of that failure
You had in Australia
With that sailor when you were 23.
You can try on a big daft hat
Or fiddle about with your cat
Or stand on your head before going to bed
But we wont say a lot about that!
You can pretend to do what your told
When people are starting to scold
But all the time it’s yourself that you please
‘Til they want to replace your hips and your knees
Ann Dryden
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As the decades come and go
The speed is scary don't you know;
My mother warned me to beware
I was young and I didn't care.
The years rolled by
Now most of them have gone;
But I've not done half the things
I said I would have done.
I'd better get my finger out
And crack on with some dreams;
Before I really start
Falling apart at all the seams
Maggiemay
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Poems about Age
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I don't know how true this is but a similar thing did happen to an uncle of mine!
This letter was sent to the Lions Bay School Principal's office in West
Geelong after the school had sponsored a luncheon for seniors. An elderly
lady received a new radio at the lunch as a door raffle prize and was
writing to say thank you.!
Dear Lions Bay School ,
God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent Senior Citizens
luncheon. I am 87 years old and live at the West Geelong Home for the
Aged. All of my family has passed away so I am all alone. I want to thank
you for the kindness you have shown to a forgotten old lady.
My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio; but, she would never
let me listen to it. She said it belonged to her long dead husband, and
understandably, wanted to keep it safe.
The other day her radio fell off the nightstand and broke into a dozen
pieces. It was awful and she was in tears.
She asked if she could listen to mine, and I was overjoyed that I could
tell her to fuck off.
Thank you for that wonderful opportunity.
God bless you all.
Sincerely,
Edna
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