Best Old People Poems

Life's a One Way, Uphill.
Every Wrinkle on your Face
Marks a Step of Maturity.
You go Up not Looking
At the Peak but Dreaming 
Of Sliding Down, Trying...

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I’m looking at an old house
Called home    by someone

I will look at any old house    new   ...

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‘Our House

We bought our house in 1968, for eighteen hundred pounds.

A little terrace in a row, anything bigger was out of our bounds.

It had a...

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There are legends I've heard, old songs in the dark
of the old folklore tales, and the old gypsy trails,
where traveling caravans of rugged old wagons
still...

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I remember summers past in the south 
and the sultry heat.
Iced tea and back porch confessions.


Making time with that first love.
The swing underneath  that...

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The Old Man and the Singer- Mystic

it was like the old man
aged and rustic
a Singer sewing machine
oddity to find in a river
rusted, like the old...

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See the old man sitting on the bench
Looking thru the wired fence
He sits there every day
Watching the children come and play
Once he was young and...

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"Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house;
        can you hear the whispering? " 
  ...

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"The Folk Dance"
On the backs of well formed muscular miners 
Working hard in the trenches on a daily basis
For the men who need coal, fat...

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Now the wagons rolled out of Missouri,
Heading west on the Oregon Trail,
Through the blizzards and ice-covered mountains,
And the winds, and the rains, and the hail.

We...

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Don't let yourself be fooled Mexico is not a poor country
Not just tortilla and bean, or a old Mexican man on a burro
But very rich...

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Give me that old time religion the way that it used to be,
Not that I’m looking to burn a witch or cast her into the...

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Robin Hood

It was in the time of John
In the days that have long gone
When the plight of right and wrong
A test was set

It took a...

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“I don’t know.
It’s been just one of those itchy
dry skin days 
where you know somethin’ has to happen
but it ain’t;
at least not chet.
I was expecting...

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My home state loses a football field, 
Of coastal land each day of the year.
I’m no cheerleader about this,
It fills my heart with fear.

I wish...

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