70 Age Poems

These 70 Age poems are examples of Age poems about 70. These are the best examples of Age 70 poems written by international poets.

At 70 I can no longer fly under the radar,
And now my family has started making plans for me,
That decides how the 70-year-old me,
Should spend

© David Smith  

With nostalgia Mom looks back to the year
A little girl walking to Riverside Park, without fear
Except for the bowery, no homeless on the street
Kids played

© Gideon Oknin  

Psalm 90:10
Man's life is 70 years
Beyond is bonus.

© Hugo Sarvida Jr.  

Lesson one:
Do what you can wile you can.

Lesson Two:
Wherever possible avoid being the one who states  the obvious.

Lesson Three:
Do not give too much away

© David Smith  

New Year's DAY 2024
I woke up this morning to find I am now ten plus three score,
With thoughts galore,
About this being a false score,
And wondering

© David Smith  

When I was 70 I wrote a poem whilst here at Gran Canaria but never posted it. So here it is at 72:-
FEELINGS
I wonder where

© William Lamb  

As I was leaving the doctor’s office he was dictating notes about our meeting…
I eavesdropped…because I can….
He said he’d just finished up a conference with

© Jim Yerman  

"Your very Mature for your age" 
What does the mean?
Why do I have to be mature to make friends
my description label is on my back

© Jailyn Perez  

A REFLECTION OF PASSING TIME


At age 15,   
    Afternoons could last a week,
    Especially if nothing could

© Sally Eslinger  

(I wrote this poem when I turned 60…already somewhat old and gray
and now that I’m am 70…it’s still appropriate today.

I’ve lived through another decade with

© Jim Yerman  

Two race cars on I-70 are gaining on my red Lincoln.
They are propelled with extra momentum as they fly past.
Swishing around me as if I

© Caren Krutsinger  

Once upon a time a well-stacked, beautiful Playmate
One featured in Hefner’s magazine, which was first rate
bought herself a marvelous Hollywood estate
With future proceeds she hoped

© Caren Krutsinger  

I reserved two rooms for Saturday night
For four “girls” who graduated from high school in ‘70
One girl is in the hospital, pretty sick.
This means I

© Caren Krutsinger  

You go to your local store to buy Christmas wrapping  paper,
For 5 NZ Dollars you get 3 rolls of Wrapping paper,
Each roll is 70

© David Smith  

And suddenly, 50 was  here, all the music got
louder, all the drivers for younger.  My hair
was on a farewell tour, visiting the sink

© Juli Freda