Best Elderly Poems

I prayed today for the elderly
They long to hear for you to say
Words of love and words of praise
With acts of kindness they once gave.

And if you’re going by their way
They’d like for you to stop and pay
A visit where you both can play
Disregard what...

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Those who are now elderly sit and reminisce
of sweet idyllic days which often they miss.
Sitting as families in beaming abodes
whilst a flickering fire dances and glows
Cosy nights in with cards and knitting
and days in the garden, weather permitting.
Snakes and ladders with family members
bed time when...

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"One day while resting in the store,
I saw you striding through the door.
You seemed a kindly youngster who
Would know just how to treat a shoe.
Though nervous, newly-made, and shy,
I tried my best to catch your eye.
And soon my heart was filled with glee.
You picked me...

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You aren't my grandmother, only a friend, 
But I'll be so sad when you time here ends. 
Luminous blue eyes; hair like pearls in sunlight 
Your smile always greets me with avid delight. 

For ninety seven years you've lived your life, 
Many of them sad...

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Where are all the elderly?
Where did they all o?
Like a blossom they withdraw
From the bitter sorry cold.

Just caress a little bit
With warmth fro the cold
And you'll find they're in your hands
And the blossom's now a rose.

Brenda Elizabeth Rose...

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Old elderly folks
They believe in them God
They have given up on the young girl inside of them
They motto is  
“Praise the lord
Blessed be his name
 Amen”
They read the bible ever passing hour
Saying words like 
One good day I will meet the maker
the heavenly father...

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Elderly Driver On The Highway

This is something to raise a laugh and  a guffaw or two…
I’m pretty sure all readers here will agree with me too…

A  patrolman was holding watch over the heavy traffic on a busy highway…
And all makes of vehicles were...

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The elderly are precious
Please let them know
Like a bud they have matured
Into a blossom to behold

Beware of the chill that folds the flower
It withdraws like the old
With a caress of warmth and tenderness
It'll unfold to become a Rose.

Brenda Elizabeth Rose...

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THEY USED SPOONED NOW SHE IS SPOON FED
He holds a seventy-two year old spoon to her mouth
seventy-two years wed
seventy-two years in the same bed
he holds the spoon in front of her gray framed head
after all, sick or not, frail or not
the lady must be fed
and...

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A summit, old age is, 

That

Whoever, succeeds to ascend

The 

Panorama of life, in all its glory,

Can see!*



(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
  01 October 2015


*Today is the World Day of the Elderly. Without them
we would never be here! Remember them! Love them!...

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Younger wanting to be older
Older wanting to be young
Child wishing to be bigger
Bigger wishing to be thinner

Teen wanting a clearer face
Clearer face wanting a better body
People lamenting bad hair days
Bad hair days replaced with no hair days. . .

We diss what we have
Wish for what...

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Requiem


The map to Requiem
Is often long, confused, and composed
By differing charters...Also
Too layered to sort.  So many movements!
Even the very shortest of lives
Could story a magnum opus
When tracked to its core.
A Requiem for one elderly
Could fill an orchestra’s entire concert 
Season of song!
The roads to...

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Against gray walls, soft light reflects
Her memories, her endless quest
For contentment, not so complex
Her gentle soul always felt blessed

She recalls all the times of hope
Against gray walls, soft light reflects
Faith is with her so she can cope
Joys come, beyond what she expects

Love is the thing...

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Caregiver

Caregiver,
You came into our family
As a river of hope.
Ever flowing, always there,
Providing loving care,
So we could cope.

Caregiver,
You became an uncaring taker.
With your undue influence
You spent her money
On your own selfish wants.
Under false pretenses, you dragged her along daily,
Using her vehicle for your own personal errands....

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See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind and left
soft plumage in their wake. See how her eyes
are gentler now; see how each wrinkle laughs,
and deepens on itself,...

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