Seventieth Poems - Poems about Seventieth

... Life has been filled with holdbacks not easy to overcome, feel little hope especially in the early days growing up it took so many years to learn to cope Every school day was a dread tension......Read the rest...

...In the late interlude of existence, a woman, Readies herself to step into the celebration of her seventieth year. She asks, has she found the soul's peace, Fulfillment, the joy of life, or does sh......Read the rest...

...Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 untimely death sentence ordained approximately six months prior to mother dearest celebrating her seventieth birthday, though the ......Read the rest...

...NOW WASN'T THAT JUST SO CUTE The Queen; having our Paddington Bear for afternoon teaPaddington Bear his table manner......Read the rest...

...My twin and I celebrated our birthday together. Fah Lah Lah Lah Lah. whoppee dee dee! We have not done this for around thirty years or so And it was marvelous, believe me! We have to figure o......Read the rest...

... Marked by seven decades on land and sea, my asymmetrical soul always out of place. ......Read the rest...

...Dear Friend We heard you’re turning seventy growing older and oh so wise. We wish you days quite heavenly with bright and clear blue skies. We heard you’re turning seventy mello......Read the rest...

...Each crescent moon rewinds time’s notes to sweep me back to our blessed haven where long has stayed my peaked essence. I’d love to be back in our cozy cabin where so much couple magic happened. ......Read the rest...

...My Seventy Years... I woke up, on Wednesday morn, and couldn't believe, That it had been seventy years, since I was born! I know that the Lord smiled on me, For there were days, when living......Read the rest...

...Sound the gong O ye poetic comrades! Heralding the seventieth year of the River Play the flute O ye poetic comrades! A symphony of moving waters. As the river flows, not withstanding Its s......Read the rest...

...Seventy years ago in Princeton, West Virginia on a cold December third night an earthly angel was born unto us and her name was Audrey Wright a blessed child of God, a devoted disciple of Christ a......Read the rest...

...He, a man the artist thinks he will never know, Stroked her, another stranger and maybe his wife, Matching white hair shines in the sunshine The artist, soul deep and single, Follows every line ......Read the rest...

...A yellow moon rises huge over great rafts of tundra near the seventieth parallel: twelve hundred miles to the Pole. Under a faint Borealis a young grey wolf drinks from a long tire pond on th......Read the rest...