Aging Poems

Aging Poems

Poems about Growing Old

Aging is a natural process of life. It begins the moment we are born. Strangely enough, most of us live under the illusion that we and our loved ones will never become old. When old age arrives, we are often unprepared. The natural order becomes reversed. The young help to care for the old. Those who need to be taken care of for the first time have a hard time accepting that they need help. This condition is a product of our culture that does everything it can to conceal the loss of youth. Confronting this reality is the beginning of a healthy relationship to life, aging and death.

51 Inspirational Poems about Aging

  1. 1. I Still Matter

    I never thought I would, but since I turned 60, I have been struggling with growing old and all the emotions that entails.

    I'M STILL HERE

    My looks are nothing special,
    My face reveals my age,

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    This poem really hit home with me. I will be 60 on my next birthday and it seems like years fly by like days. I too look in the mirror and wonder where all the lines and wrinkles have came...

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  3. 2. The Hands Of A Warrior

    I wrote this poem about one of the things that women feel when they are growing old.

    Purple veins strain against the skin.
    Pale, translucent, paper thin.
    Skinny fingers clawed in monstrous shapes,
    Brown spots from years that she can't erase.

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    Dear Angie, I should have responded much sooner to your beautiful comment about my poem. I am so thrilled that you could completely relate to my words and then share them with others to help...

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  5. 3. On Aging

    Aging can be a tricky topic, one that’s difficult for people to navigate. Famous poet Maya Angelou (1928-2014) shares her thoughts on this topic. Although the speaker knows her body doesn’t work quite like it used to, she doesn’t want to be treated differently. Even though her body has changed, she is still the same person she used to be, and she doesn’t allow aging to bring her down. She still has value and the ability to live a full life. Maya Angelou was a very influential person, and her writing exudes confidence and authenticity.

    When you see me sitting quietly,
    Like a sack left on the shelf,
    Don’t think I need your chattering.
    I’m listening to myself.

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    Reading this poem was very heartfelt and personal. Maya Angelou has always been my favorite author of all times, but reading this particular poem reminds me of my grandmother who I was lucky...

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  6. 4. I'm A Person Too

    I'm a CNA in a nursing/rehab center, and love what I do. I've been in the medical field for 14 years and couldn't ask for a more rewarding job. I wrote this poem by putting myself in a patients shoes while writing.

    Here I lie in bed again, Awaiting my next meal.
    A worker barges in my room, As if it's no big deal.

    What ever happened to courtesy? Just a little knock.

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    I too worked as a CNA for 15 plus years and then I choose to do private home health care. I always respected my residents and my private clients and demanded that everyone else did. They each...

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  7. 5. The Little Boy And The Old Man

    Shel Silverstein (1930-1999) is a poet known for his wonderful and funny poems for children. But, many of his poems contain nuggets of wisdom for adults as well. In this poignant poem, the poet illustrates the indignities of growing old. The "little old man" has reverted back to a "little boy" and his own children now treat him as a little boy.

    Said the little boy, sometimes I drop my spoon.
    Said the little old man, I do that too.
    The little boy whispered, I wet my pants.
    I do too, laughed the old man.

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    I admit I didn't know Shel Silverstein until I bought a couple of sheets of stamps with his name on each stamp and a silly little sketch of a cartoonish little girl. "Who is Shel...

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  8. 6. The Sands Of Time

    • By Stephanie M. Lawrence
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2020

    I am a 25-year-old young lady trapped in the body of a 71-year-old woman. I have been writing poems most of my life but never tried to get them published before (other than my teacher posting them in our 3rd grade poetry pamphlet). A few months ago I went into my bathroom to brush my hair, stopped in front of the mirror, looked at myself, turned around, headed for my computer and feeling quite compelled, wrote this poem about what I see when I look in the mirror.

    I look in the mirror and see
    A stranger looking back at me.
    Who's that person standing there
    With wrinkled skin and such gray hair?

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  9. 7. Changing Places

    I always felt that of the over 500 poems that I have written, this one was the most insightful as it was written when my older sister started through this pattern. Now, at 92, I am watching myself carefully and thanking God I am still OK. I'm also glad that I lived through the era when music was music and poetry was rhythm and rhyme. I am grateful for my file of special letters from people from all over the world who read my poetry and let me know they were amused, comforted, or inspired.

    I see the sadness in your eyes,
    The times that you are knowing
    What's happening to your wondrous mind,
    The symptoms you are showing.

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    Memories! I was 53, he 54 when the complications of Alzheimer's took him. At his prime as an exporter, his secretary fell for him. I left and visited Canada for 3 months, but on my return,...

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  10. 8. Time Is

    Time feels different for different people. Depending on the situation we’re facing, our perception of time is altered. Sometimes, time moves slowly, and other times, it flashes in the blink of an eye. “Time Is” is one of Henry van Dyke’s best-known poems. It was originally written to be inscribed on a sundial. This was published in the 1904 collection “Music and Other Poems,” and it was read aloud at the funeral of Princess Diana in 1997.

    Time is
    Too Slow for those who Wait,
    Too Swift for those who Fear,
    Too Long for those who Grieve,

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  11. 9. Kid Stuff

    I have been writing stories and verses for as long as I can remember. I married in 1982. My wife of 29 years passed away 6 years ago, which left a void I'm still trying to fill. I have returned to writing as a way to overcome my loss and keep my mind alive. Getting published is not a main concern. I love to write. I'm hoping some will identify with what I've written here. Next month I turn 72, so I'm not looking for fame. I hope you enjoy my poem.

    Many, many years ago
    When I was just a kid,
    And I had just began to grow,
    There's stuff I had and did.

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    Ah, blissful childhood memories. Raised in a rural community, most relatives and friends lived on farms. Being a town kid, homemade fried chicken dinners in an oversized farm kitchen, that...

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  12. 10. Living With Dementia

    Dedicated to every family whose parent is suffering with dementia or alzheimer's disease.

    She's trapped inside the prison walls
    That used to be her mind.
    The woman that she used to be,
    Has long been left behind.

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    Would love to read some of your experiences. I am currently caring for and have two care givers looking after my 80 year old mother.

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  13. 11. Keepsake

    • By Mac Mckenzie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2014

    Love the outdoors and family. Believe that there is more than just life to look forward to. I've been writing poems for my family for years, and have been encouraged to share them with other families.
    God and I are OK; He gave me a loving family and friends and a strong belief in his guidance of all aspects of this life and those to come.
    I write to provide smiles and hope that some of my poetry touches someone's life, for the greatest joy is to make someone smile, even if just briefly.

    One day my dad was hunting, from his favorite hunting stand;
    'Twas a giant Oak with perfect limbs, under which two deer trails ran.
    Now this favorite spot of Daddy's was as unique as it could be,
    'cause a lightning bolt had burned a giant hole down through that tree.

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    My aging husband, who just turned 70 in October, still takes his grandsons out bowing and hunting ever year. He helps build the tree stands and everything, teaching them the way of the...

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  14. 12. Encore!

    This poem is about the process of growing old and forgotten and feeling like us old folks deserve better than what we get from society.

    Those things that meant the most to me
    Are no longer in my life.
    And those people most important
    Have vanished now from sight.

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    I just love your poems - keep writing. You inspire me to keep writing myself.

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  15. 13. The Grandfather Clock

    • By James Sielschott
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2014

    If you are a glass half empty person, you will see the clock as forgotten and forlorn. If you are a glass half full person, you will see the clock as it has completed its task in life and can move on. Its family has grown and left the nest. Either way, the outcome is the same. The clock finds its final resting place as we all do. This poem represents my Grandfather (Navy man, depression generation, diagnosed with a bad heart).

    In a dusty, dark corner of a very old house,
    sits the tall, wooden worn out clock.
    It has seen its share of memories and pain,
    keeping perfect time with a tick and a tock.

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    We're all clocks just trying to keep up with time, knowing full that in the end, time will win.

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  16. 14. Clearing The Way

    I just turned 96 and can still eat, sleep, walk, and talk. I've been a busy person all my life and when we moved back to my home town, I gave up my driving license and the poetry outlets I had in Nevada, California, and New York. In fact, they have been a godsend. To my surprise, I found that creating crossword puzzles were fun to do and have written about 400. I also have learned that taking plenty of time makes life easier, and I'm able to be patient with myself.

    I have waited quite a long time to get old,
    So I think I should try to enjoy it.
    I can't turn it in for a refund,
    And I surely don't want to destroy it.

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    It is genuinely a beautiful poem depicting the harsh reality of life that many of us don't really know how to handle the unwanted changes that old age brings with it. One always lives in this...

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  17. 15. Pretty Little High Heels

    I wrote this poem because my whole life I loved my high heels. Getting older, they are now a thing of the past. Just putting some humor in something that as a young woman had such great importance to me.

    Pretty little high heels,
    How you look so grand.
    I can remember when I wore you
    And I could proudly stand.

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  18. 16. Will I Lose Myself?

    I wrote this poem after a friend told me about her father and how he is beginning to become lost and confused. It made me realize that would be a terrible thing and how cruel growing old can be.

    Will I slowly wither like a leaf
    That falls upon the earth?
    Once void of all its Autumn hues,
    It loses all its worth.

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  19. 17. Elusive Sleep

    This is my humorous take on when things conspire to rob us of a good night's sleep...especially us more mature folk!

    Restful sleep has proved elusive.
    Lack of it is not conducive
    To my overall wellbeing,
    As I stare up at the ceiling.

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  20. 18. I Am Not Old

    Aging is inevitable...but most of us want to defy this natural phenomenon instead of accepting the passage of years gracefully. This is a humorous poem composed around refusal to accept aging.

    My eyes are fine; they are just printing words small.
    I just use a walking stick to seem stately and tall.

    Nothing is wrong with my sense of smell.

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    Very nicely described and also the way it became funny was absolutely fantastic.

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  21. 19. On Your Shoulders

    • By Magnus I. Rasmussen
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018

    My father and I have always been close; when I was young, he would take me on drives to record stores and football games, anywhere and everywhere we'd go together. Recently he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and vascular dementia, and slowly, day by day, he's losing what makes him my father. I wrote this poem as an ode to the memory of the man he once was, before it all. I read it to him from time to time, and he smiles and asks me who wrote it. I always say, "A girl who loves her father dearly."

    I remember the times
    You'd flip me onto your shoulder
    Freefalling skyward
    Taller, older

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    This poem so reminds me of the relationship my Daddy and I had. He had a major surgery in 1971 and because of that and the effects of the anesthesia, his decline began. It took a while for us...

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  22. 20. Invisibility

    A lady friend of mine had just turned 75, and she said she had reached the age of invisibility, so I wrote this poem with her in mind.

    As a child, I recall, I used to think the coolest thing to be,
    truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.

    I could sneak up on my sisters and scare them if I chose.

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