Golden Oldie Poems - Poems about Golden Oldie

...I've grown quite fond of the old gal in my house. She lights up when I look for a snack, more welcoming than a spouse in a midnight tryst. She never gives me flack. I value my fridge more than a ......

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...Happily married there I was my dearest Jean had been ill but got worse phone doc he came phone ambulance wait so still Then off to hospital for emergency but unknown so life will be alone wit......

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...The Ringing Of chapel bells Resonating in tune On our favorite melodies, Especially those golden-oldie hymns, Harmonies for a hungry heart Singing Bells HONORABL......

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...1/10/21 Feels great to hear another Golden Oldie People quick to say okey dokey Often doing the hokey pokey Rollie Pollie Holy Moley Working toward a Gold Rollie Stacking up the guacamole ......

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...Today I heard you speak I just needed it so much ... to hear your voice I miss you Your voice made me smile Your awkwardness on the answering machine I wanted to leave a message But I knew it ......

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...I loved my job as a librarian, and today I was walking to work, In the warmth of a summer morning, when golden butterflies lurk. I had some extra time, and it happens I took the scenic route, Th......

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...COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES - PLEASE SOUP MAIL POEMS AND I WILL ADD THEM My dentist ......

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...The kids have all grown and moved out on their own I can now be a senior with ease But as I get older, unburden my shoulders the help I once gave I now need What has happened to me? ......

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...I'm no longer afraid of being lonely Since you became part of my life You gifted me the promise of forever When you said you would be my wife All the moments that have been perfect Come from t......

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...One of life’s treasures. I have something whose “cash” value is of little concern But its value to me is growing, this is something I learn. I have a neat treasure. Tiffany is the name. The h......

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...Ghost Guitar I think of you and play you, any time of day You understand my needs, understand what I must say You’ve always been so close to me, been a cherished friend You’ve always been ther......

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...Purple hues of twilight fall As crystal raindrops drip from the window sill A golden oldie is playing down the hall that fills the heart with a sentimental thrill Then comes the blackness of ......

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