Long Retirements Poems

In the still waters of the morning’s glow, I’ve watched the
Frozen silence as the moon quietly melts away, into the chilling
Warmth of the rising run rays, that slowly spills across the lake shore!
Ever gently the...

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Life is possibility
there are broad horizons out there for us all if only we will look 
If children don’t succeed they try again or try something else – 
life is about finding who we are,...

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Sibling love is special and sacred
Very unique as mothers make it be
Starts with birth of children to moms
And exists till the very end of life

Sibling sisters in their love are overt
Happiness of all is their...

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JUST    TOO    LATE

Five  past five
Sign across the glass door states “Closed”.

At the adjacent store I had just left,
There were no more spools of whipcord
For the grass trimmer
Which I...

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the gulf circle is where 
brown pelicans dive for their 
dinner over the heads 
of the hungry masculine 
wood storks looking men
swarming in schools like shark 
 
preying on beautiful elderly women 
for they jewels...

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Life is lived as a book, so I’m told
and we live out this story in chapters.
And we even write of the stories we’ve lived
and regale with tales of our adventures.
Our childhood is a myriad of...

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Now what do I do, I’ve got time on my hands
Maybe I’ll go somewhere and try and make a stand
No job to go to, don’t do that no more
Retirements great, counting cracks in the floor...

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We'll work meg a years in the rat race of life,
When we're quite young we deal with the strife.
With a boss looking on we watch what we do,
That's a for certain, everything seems so new.
Holidays...

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You hug your child and kiss the wife 
And smile to yourself, what a wonderful life
Straighten your tie, polish your shoes
Check your phone for any news.

There’s no clouds to darken your day
Your life is well,...

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The air is crisp, and soft the breeze
A perfect day, is sure to please
Put on my fuzzy robe and socks
A perfect look, as cold it blocks.

Through the glass doors, as I look out
The squirrels are...

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Thru all the things that could be, and all the things that have been,
You, my son, have led your life… as if living it were a sin.

You’ve danced in all the confusion, the fallout, and...

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What will we do?
When our funds are 
All gone...
 
When we reach for our retirements
And all we get is a sad song...

What will we do?
When our country lies in ruins
When there is no money
To restore...

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When the lights go off
When curtains are drawn  
When stillness settles here
    
 I lie thinking 
        
 It is you swirling in me...

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"I'm just popping out for the papers", 
he always used to say,
"I won't be too long, so try to be strong", 
he'd laugh, "whilst I am away".
Part of the ritual, the daily round 
of retirements...

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