Best Ageing Poems

Ageing has its cons that l know
Yet it also comes with many pros

Its a time of great joy and appreciation
Life’s beauty and gifts hold boundless admiration

Simple pleasures once just accepted
Hold value and gratitude, not merely expected

No longer do l care what is thought of me
I...

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I love to watch you snoring by the fire,
ensconced between my feet.  The heating’s on,
so bask in luxury, my little one.
That seized-up hip and generous spare tyre
mean you’ll not venture out.  Those days are gone!

But when all else has fled, hope still remains.
Those...

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**** please note British spelling of ageing used ****

If the truth is told I’m getting old -
Of that there’s no denying
Grey hairs appear upon my head
I dye them, I’m not lying

My memory is not what it once was
I keep forgetting what I have said
I keep...

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My skin has become like sandpaper
Blotches showing up everywhere
A pimple resides at the end of my nose
Some areas have unwanted hair

What is happening to this body of mine
Seems it's just about falling apart
Ankles are swollen to twice their size
Been expelling a whole lot of farts

It's...

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Ageing, is an enigma!
For instance, youngsters, can't hardly wait!
They wish the years, to quickly pass!
So, they can drive a car, and date!

The middle-age years, are most active, by far!
With career, marriage, and such!
We lay, the groundwork, for our retirement.
So, when it comes, we won't worry,...

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When it Comes to Aging

By happenchance of birth---
Circumstances of life withstanding---
We enter into life, with genes marking
Our attributes of features obtaining

See my Mother and her ancestors
See my Father and his ancestors

Characteristics we have of all
Seen while still in our baby cribs
Topographies of structured ageing
Mapped by...

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It used to be lust
but the passing years have forged
a mellow friendship...

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My comfort zone is getting smaller
As the years pass by
I am definitely getting stranger
Ditzier also applies!

Distraction happens so easily now
My mind is neither here nor there
Thoughts regularly float out of my mind
Vanishing into thin air

I do not mind ageing 
It comes with many benefits
However, forgetting...

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It's pleasing to see that it happens to everyone,
all of us have to grow old.
Those who you envied, their charm and good looks
have tried to fight time but it's taken its toll.

Once they were handsome, suave and good looking
everyone knelt at their feet,
now they seem...

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Ageing process
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Face shows the age,
Energy not the same.

Memory leaves,
Comes back when it likes.

Listens carefully,
Forgets the next minute.

Aches and pains,
Unable to act properly.

The quality of work is poor,
Never be the same.

Hearing is mostly visual, 
Eyes fill in for ears.

Encumbered with poor vision,
Unable to see what is...

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Something in the newspaper that I saw
I have to say, it made my blood run cold,
and I had never noticed it before
but just confirmed that I am getting old.
The latest music chart, the top twenty,
for downloads, since the singles chart has gone
full of the strangest...

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Who is that, aunt shouts out loud as she always hears a door opening. 
She also never answers to anyone calling out.
Selective audible hearing i believe is the answer. 
She adores life and cant abide diversions in her all seeking all knowledge events. Her aged  brain already stuffed, overloaded, with useless content, is forced into remembering.
A...

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My ageing consternation

I fears death that spares
Me when I am very young
Won't it ache me when
I have no teeth to chew and
Have feeble arms, legs... to move? 
 
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My heart is fallen
And about to burst my hope.
When will this silent
Thief snatch my soul to...

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In the quiet morning light, for the first 
time, I truly gazed into the mirror, 
What I saw was unrecognisable,
I must confess I was  close to it but 
had to draw closer still,
I was surprised to see a jigsaw of 
times past.

Once a canvas,...

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The heart of the matter, is age.

More specifically, my age.

I'm too old to assign blame,

there's no longer any point.

The 'me' there is will have to stay,

growing older, devouring energy,

till the myth of the Mass is complete,

and the first law takes me home.

I have age induced...

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