I'M STILL HERE
My looks are nothing special,
My face reveals my age,
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.
Inspirational Poems about Aging
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Dealing With Growing Old
I'M STILL HEREFeatured Shared Story
Pat's poems are so unique yet universal, written from the heart and able to capture the feelings of those who read them. I have been through a long period of caring for a relative. During...
A Poem About 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.Featured Shared Story
Loved your poem, sister Patty. I will never hide my hands again. Added your poem to my favourites. God Bless.
Poem From Patient To Hospital Staff
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.Featured Shared Story
Wow! Beautiful Poem. I needed a poem for my English class. This right here is phenomenal. I volunteer at a hospital, so I work and see a lot of these patients. This poem has reminded me to...
Poem About When A Loved One Has Alzheimer's
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.Featured Shared Story
I have met people with memory loss and I have spent time with them and with their caregivers/families at a respite care center where I have been volunteering and where I have shared the novel...
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
Poem About Hunting With Dad
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
Poem About Aging Gracefully
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.Featured Shared Story
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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