Getting Old Poems - Poems about Getting Old

i remember getting old

we know more now than we knew then
.
we were younger
smiles came easy
and memories were made
like spun cotton candy
and one pony carousels
.
there were fewer reasons to cry
more seasons to fly
and the red in red roses 
seemed never to fade away
.
it was easy to laugh and run into the forest
golden with morning
to lay for hours watching clouds
and

Getting old and grey

It seems that I am getting old and grey,
my body's also slowing down its pace.
But, I've still much to do, and much to say.

It seems to me that life is like a race,
It starts off fast with youth upon your side.
You swiftly run and barely leave a trace.

It seems each day is like a rolling

Bubble burst

If you want
To go out
Have a drink
Shake a leg

Take a bet
Take a chance
Win or lose
Have a dance

I don't really care

I don't care
All that much
Come and go
 it - so?

Have a run
Getting fit
I don't really
Give a...

What do you want
Do you know
Please yourself
Let it - go

Take a risk
Feet first
Jump right in
Bubble - burst

If you think about, how

The Business Of Getting Old

It's not easy to get old 
You must learn not to expect anything 
From anyone, to walk alone
Waking up alone, eat alone
And accepting that everything comes to an end
So is life, it's fleeting, not to grasp a little
Know how to say goodbye 
To those who are leaving 
Remember them and cry for them 
Until you

Growing Old

It feels like I’ve been around too long.
Every tune has become the same old song.
Every plight’s just a fight to no end
cuz there’s no way to win.

And I can’t help but notice as I’m growing old -
I believe less and less of what I’m told.
Cuz the world’s nothing more than
an endless round of spin.

Every voyage

GETTING OLD TO FAST

GETTING OLD TO FAST

My life is going by so fast
Sometimes I'm forgetting a lot about my past
I do have lots of concerns
Maybe because of all my nerves
Sometimes I look back on when I was twenty-one
A lot of the time I can't even remember what I ever done
Sometimes I'm hurting all the time
And then the next

Getting Old

It’s easy to feel old
when you get older,
little things like aches that linger,
work days that feel done after just a few hours,
sleep that feels done well before the sun will rise,
but being around my 3 year old grandson
makes me REALLY feel old,
older than my 64 years should feel,
but it also reminds me
what it was like

The Fear of Getting Old

Oh old weed 
Thy feet weathered 
Like that of a tree 

Like a child 
Always carried 
Thy beauty left behind 

Trembling feet 
What a painful joy 
Scattered teeth 

Grandchild taking thy as fun
Knoweth not that 
Old though shall become 

Twisted face 
But beauty glance,once was
Sun,laughing,cause you're at the end of the race 

If this is

Getting Old

Getting Old

I used to look so young and slim
I could wear anything I chose
now I buy from tent shops
it's the only way to get clothes

I can't rise without a noise
the ground feels so far away
my bones creak and groan
as upwards I sway

These days I like to sit and read
before I could run and play
I would

When You Are Getting Old

When you are getting old grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, picking up this book,
And slowly reading, dreaming of the soft look
Your eyes had once, of their shadows deep;

Many of loved moments are full of grace,
And beauty with love false or true,
But only one man loved the soul in you
And loved the

I Am Getting Old

I am getting old 
Old of these days 
A repeated pattern of emotions and feelings 
These can't stop ending 
The tear filled nights 
The lonely mornings 
The lost hours 
Lost in thinking
I am getting old 
Of the emotions 
These moments 
I want other moments
 moments filled with excitement
Moments that send thrills down my spine 
I

On Getting Old

My mother played solitaire, 
Dozens of varieties, 
With a miniature deck of cards
That traveled with her
When she visited her children.
She lived with me, but
She couldn’t hear well
And smoked a LOT, so
She stayed in her room 
A great deal of the time. 
She smoked and played solitaire,
Sitting by the window
At her cluttered card table.
 
Now I

Am Getting Old

Am getting old yet heart’s aglow
Bliss thunder throbs within
Way of life, tranquil stillness slow
Wrinkles adorn my skin

Mind not life scars and pain
Now, no bondage, no chain
As wisdom, I ingrain

My hands feel cold
Am getting old

14-January-2022
Quietus 

Getting Old Is Fun Not Funny

I cannot wait to drive a sports car I thought!
Now I have a red one, it took me awhile.
Guys race to see what I look like.
From the back I am sure I look young and sexy.

When they pull up and honk I give them my old face.
If I smile wide enough, they get to see

Getting Old Is Getting Old

I've grown a bit slower, I've grown a bit fatter,
  my mission each hour: relieving my bladder.
When I was a youngster, I had no idea
  old coots who eat fruits will just get diarrhea.

My eyesight is going - my glasses need glasses,
  and don't get me started on myriad gases:
that flatus I

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