Older Poems - Poems about Older

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder Poetry Contest Crystol Woods Her man friend, grey, over the hill, and older He's cheesy, conning, plain, and a freeloader She's in her twenties and smart Her friends ask why this old fart Beauty is in the eye of the beholder Her friends are so puzzled and think something smells They even ask what happened...

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You start to look through another pair of glasses If you lacked any experience, life has offered you classes You learn from your past failures and successes You've become wiser while your heart has grown restless What entertained you before, now irritates you somehow Things that made you laugh, you shake your head at now You now see the pitiful...

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On Growing Older Sometimes my steps are steady, Sometimes my hands shake. Sometimes my memory falters, And I make some sad mistake. Sometimes I hear you talking But I do not understand. Just remember that I love you And I do the best I can. My skin is sagged and wrinkled. I look a little like an Elf. My eyesight's getting hazy, Sometimes I repeat...

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older is not always wiser a saying proven wrong many times I have met many wise children they recognize the power of love whereas dementia is often overlooked in elders who were never wise...

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They say age is just a number, but its much more than that. Now everything I eat or drink just somehow turns to fat. I used to kick a soccer ball all over sunny fields of green but now I throw my knee out just pulling on my jeans . My auburn hair that hung in waves, long and full of...

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When he was young. I thought he was old. It never occurred to me that I might be wrong. That old wouldn’t show up for years and years, decades even. He wasn’t tall like my grandfather. But he wasn’t short either. He had a habit of biting his cuticles that I inherited and would be...

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People say as I get older, I become more calm Enjoy the peace I never liked that kind of peace Bad luck when you are young Always struggling to survive Just thinking about doing things Use one day as several days Now I'm older, It's time to get some free time But my heart feels empty No matter if you take care of the children and...

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Older enjoys balmy days and nights, wisdom, previous memories...

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Five years have passed, we’re a little older This spring gets warmer every day It’s in the eye of the beholder The summer starts with rains of May You took advantage of this year You’ve got no more of age to gain No more of struggling with fear No more of worries and the pain ...

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Do older women wear gloves To hide their wrinkles? Camouflage their age spots? To try to look fancy, dainty or demure? To look feminine? They usually wear pink, white, yellow or light green gloves. Few of them wear black gloves. Is this on purpose or by accident? Maybe manufacturers never make black tea gloves What is up with older women’s hair? Why do they dye...

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Embryonic Stage So comfy and warm Not feeling a hint of harm Oh, what’s happening Birth Good grief, it’s so cold O’er and o’er again was told “Beautiful baby” Child Age Play sports, make good grades Life’s full of adventure days Hates vegetables Teen Years It’s an awkward age Parents struggle through this stage Just stay sane through it Young Adult Years Leaving home first time Into unknown, a steep...

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Jet-black hair faded to gray; tall, slender figure arched with age— sagging like the skin around your eyes so much like mine. Your loud voice has quieted and become gentle as the years have passed. Your once harsh hands now seek to guide me on paths I had to discover without you. Father, I wonder— while you have been present but still so far away— just how much...

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Life will feel difficult If eating porridge using chopsticks Never for a second thought of harming people For good principles will never change by time Treat people the way they treat you Good attitude not about who is older Or younger, rather dealing good to all human We should respect others and appreciate them Behave how you want to be treated Politeness is valued...

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Oh, Echo of Spring My own sweet May Bell Teach me to dance to spin in your knell...

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As I grow older, I need a shoulder The kind we need to shed our tears This older age passage is getting narrower The hours of the day drift past faster The night time visit is not welcome Time itself does not seem to matter My brain reacts the body does not follow Try to rekindle my Parents voices Failure brings tears as...

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