Grow Old Poems - Poems about Grow Old

...May your days be filled with happiness, joy and laughter, you deserve more Always know that I love you, a poem is what I’ll gift you mother You’re in my heart and soul, as a c......Read the rest...

...HOLDING TIGHT Flying to tree tops, to bottom out. Such is fleeting youth, memories abounding. Climbing out of myself to recreate the scene. Holding tight the reverie. Who can stand......Read the rest...

... Oh, the memories of yesteryears Many were filled with happy tears Unaccompanied by painful fears Laughter and chatter filled our ears Time must not be allowed to steal Those sacred tim......Read the rest...

...A miracle of hope rushes through my soul holding on to the courage inside me and propels me to an unknown destiny; the moon with its shining light orbit around the earth searching for the heart to ma......Read the rest...

...It felt like yesterday that we were riding our bikes down our empty street The streets we ruled, the streets we got to keep As if tomorrow was never going to come The sun would grow old above us a......Read the rest...

... Is it about time I turned a corner, And mix with more friends and not be a loner. Grow with confidence push myself harder, Nourish my body with trips to the larder. Walk wi......Read the rest...

...I saw you sitting there acting as if you don’t care, I saw you sitting there staring at them with strange eyes, and rehearsing a strange thought in your head wishing that the table would turn, and ev......Read the rest...

...Alone I walk this winding road, With no hand to hold, no love bestowed, In the stillness of the night, I quietly cry, For a future where I’ll grow old, until I die. I know deep in my heart and ......Read the rest...

...In my foolish young adult years, three good men came along, but their eyes brimmed with tears. God must of sent them, offering me love's redemption. Not realizing they were gifts to me, like my......Read the rest...

...Come and touch the mirror of my soul before I grow old; come and touch the mirror of my soul before the sun goes down and the evening gets cold. I wake up this morning with nothing on my mind but ......Read the rest...

...Mix it, drink it, these flavors never grow old. Add some flavors, mint tastes good I'm told. Tastes bitter to a degree. Floral, we agree.......Read the rest...

... All that glitters is not gold, Friendships are my nuggets, As I grow old. Some are shiny and new, Some require rubbing to remove the tarnish, Some come out wh......Read the rest...

...Born into a culture, conditioned by belief, we pray as we are told, deepening delusion, from birth till we grow old. Born into a culture, following ritual, we trust the holy book but if we ......Read the rest...

...I have waited for this moment to come when the moon will dialogue with the sun, I have waited for this moment to come when Joy will burst through the sky and soaked the earth with happiness and wet t......Read the rest...

...It only hurts until you cry. The slammed door quietens, your baby eyes grow old, in the dark, where no one sees or cares. "Life!" She said, "You blink and it's still there, waiting for your ......Read the rest...