Retire Poems - Poems about Retire

for all my days i have gone mad i have been mad for such years he had been laid down the young man in his green overcoat fresh as spearmint spring dyed it red dyed it black dyed it blue and dyed it back to his thread’s pastoral hue and died at the feet of Maria in prayer she knelt on his body and prayed “Hell for his...

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I will never retire I vowed To relatives, strangers, any old crowd God heard me and laughed; He would have it His way Pulled the rug out from under my health, I am retired today...

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I wanna retire but I’m barely hanging on. Lost the fire in my belly but I still log on. Working hard every day, dreaming to be free, But can’t afford it in this economy. Slaving in a sweat shop singing the blues, Ain’t got time for a Caribbean cruise. I wanna retire but I’m barely hanging on, Wondering where all my freedom...

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I was never going to retire. I will be dragged out in a body bag at ninety-two I told everyone. God laughed at my silliness. He made the drive more difficult, harrowing drivers who almost kill me daily. He gave me asthma in the hardest way possible. I took twelve sick days in January and February. God turned my asthma into...

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Sunshine glistens through the oaks and pines, trees Revealing the wonders of God’s sweet light Hearts reminded of those who’re so at ease Washing away the cares who’re just not right Since we’re yearning for the joy in leisure Revealing the wonders of God’s sweet light Relaxing brings us our greatest pleasure Twisting dreams so we are clearly inspired Since we’re yearning for...

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I suddenly found myself unemployed, after the place I worked for hit the skid. Didn’t think it should be hard to find work, having the experience that I did. I gathered my resume and papers, applied to every corporate job in town. I managed to snag a few interviews, but each one had the nerve to turn me down. I swear every HR...

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A boss can The Vigorous retire While the latter is still a live wire, His arms still sinewy, his feet sound tires: The one who vibrant kids sires... A boss can send home his firm's tears' dryer: Saver of company's cars from mire, It doesn't have to die down: 'the fire' Nor does it need to corrode 'the wire'. Then, your arguments could...

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Number 42 Retire Brooklyn Dodgers Number 42 Hang up your jersey, honey No one can follow you after Jackie Robinson Major League Baseball was uplifted into the outer sphere When Jackie Robinson was brave enough And brazen enough to try…. Major League Baseball had been closed to people of color Jackie’s prowess, professionalism and success changed The way people in the USA thought about...

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Okay let’s pretend that I retire. Now what? It might be okay for the first four weeks. That is how long I can stand summer break. It’s week five. I am running out of writing material. I need to be back in school My go-to-place for ideas. Where ideas fall off backpacks into my lap. Where children throw hilarity into...

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WE WILL ROCK YOU Growing older Pushing his boulder Sisyphus retired to the valley And there he yearned To be the ball return In the bowling alley...

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retirement... final living expense... ...

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My job, my TV watching, my word games, all get in the way of writing poetry. I am laughing now. For it is a pure lie. I can write poetry in between all of that, and do. My children take no effort now, and they keep my grandchildren away from me Years at a time. “Mom, we were...

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LIFE'S END So they think you are old and shouldn't live alone, maybe you're too frail to be left on your own Can't manage your own money or live in your own home, apprehensive you give up and take up the tossed bone So many years spent taking care of them, it's your turn they'll tell you...

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Three snow days in a row have changed my mind about retirement for me. I can never do it now. I am not ready and I frankly doubt I ever will be. I have written 83 poems, 6 stories too, danced with husband until I was dizzy. Baked six pies, and twenty-eight chocolate cakes, tried to...

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