Short Grow Old Poems

Short Grow Old Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Grow Old by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Grow Old by length and keyword.


Fire Place

this nice to eat rice
or sit  with a kit
to sew you cloth
and to grow old
eat out of a bowl
its my taste
the
FIRE PLACE


Flowers Grow Old

flowers
beautiful, bold
flowing, living, breathing
life, nature, history, time
fighting, trying, decaying
soft, brown
dead
Form: Diamante

Back In the Day

we would get down
to funky sound
 the cloths was gold
they never grow old
the rap was sap
we had hip talk to say
BACK IN THE DAY

Premium Member Sweetie

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butterfly girl
child of the world
nose in your books
dreams in the sky
I hope you never grow old



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Premium Member Golden Moments

When I was young I was told
One day I would grow old
I did not think
This would pass in a wink
Now I treasure each moment like gold
Form: Limerick


Ghosts With Heartbeats

We grow old, but never grow up,
neither in this nor another life;
we are just ghosts with heartbeats,
simply unaware that we were here.
© Diana Bosa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member His Strength

His strength not in His mighty arm
  nor in His Hand so brave and bold

In Kindness rather Strength doth lie
  God provides as we grow old
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member GROING YOUNGER

Instead of finding someone to grow old with…
may we all break the mold…
and find someone to grow younger with
as together….we grow old.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Heavenly

I was born in a town 
filled with angels
where promises of gold
outweigh chances to grow old
and there are stars
in the hills and pavement

A Touch of Soul

you got class
you or a gas
and part my task
you have it
i like this
your look got me hook
your like gold never grow old
YOU HAVE A
TOUCH OF SOUL

Age

as you grow old
you can still unload
and go after 
your golds
and still do the somber
you will never fade
its just a number
all about
AGE
Form:

Premium Member A Blessin On Age and Wisdom

Today’s blessing is for everyone…
in every country, city and state:
May we be blessed not to grow old too soon…
and discover our wisdom too late.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Veneers

change
looking
good today,
ideas  come-
then
go
manners
and customs
fashioned in new
clothes
soon
grow old-
as human
nature changeless
stays
Form: Lanterne

Truth Is Bold

Truth is ugly and cold

Truth is your mirror,

As we, grow old

Truth takes time

Then, takes hold

On earth, as it is in heaven

Truth is bold

Return

Your ego has sent you there
so afraid yet unaware
You touch the heat,
it turns cold
You push the child,
and you grow old
Your ego has sent you there
Return
© Jack Kenny  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member GRATEFUL FOR JRANZ KAFKA

The older I grow the more I’m thankful for Franz Kafka
Who…I’ve read…and I’ve been told
Said:
Anyone who keeps the ability to find beauty
never will grow old
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member GROWING OLD

May we be blessed to understand
in spite of what many of us are told:
That even though we can’t help growing older
it is not inevitable that we grow old.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Mother's Time

A Father's time's seen in his graying beard
    A Mother's time is respected, revered

  Father's grow old; they're let go
    The sparkle of age in a Mother glows
Form: Couplet

Spectrum

Our lives are a bit like a rainbow, 
the colours change as we grow old, 
We reach violet last, 
all the shades have now passed
so we die, 
and then turn into gold.
© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Help Me To Train My Heart

Help me to train my heart each day,
that it may all thy sweetness hold.
Oh, may I bring forth my best fruit
in life's last days as I grow old--

I am 80 years old today.

My Father Is the Best

no matter where he go
his love shows
he never grow old
i love him so much
he alway in touch
becase of him
and not them
my life is right
and you can bet
MY FATHER IS THE BEST
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Autumn's Approach

cicadas grow old
                                              their voices fading softly
                                                                       autumn approaches
Form: Haiku

Robust

this man he is quite 
robust. i will glance&&
take what i can (sudden
selfCOMBUST) please
don't leave your bike out,
for it will rust,grow old
cold&shiver a lot.
don't want that.

Silence

As a kid, being silent meant that I had done something wrong
After I was mature, silence was my gesture to ignore
But I hope as I grow old, I am not left alone, with only silence around
Form: Rhyme

Put Out Each Fire

Put Out Each Fire

While I will grow old and then did retire,
Should always try to put out each fire;
A job complete;
Than maker meet;
Moments meant much in all their entire.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

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