21. To Heck With Tech
A little old lady, I do not mind being.
What I find I don't like are the changes I'm seeing.
My marbles are still rolling in the right direction.
I enjoy this old world, though it has imperfections.
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Featured Shared Story
I enjoyed your poem. I certainly know where you're coming from. When it comes to tech, I'm not tech-savvy either. It seems like every time you get things down pat, they change the whole...
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22. The Grandfather Clock
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.Featured Shared StoryWe're all clocks just trying to keep up with time, knowing full that in the end, time will win.
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23. On Your Shoulders
I remember the times
You'd flip me onto your shoulder
Freefalling skyward
Taller, olderFeatured Shared StoryThis 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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24. Glimpses
Early morning sun
Dull light through the window
A shadow crosses her face
I catch a glimpseFeatured Shared StoryHaving lost my husband almost exactly a year ago, I was incredibly touched by this poem. Especially as we too were married for well over 50 years. I look at photos on my photo frame all the...
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25. The Mirror
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,Featured Shared StoryAs we get older, we look back and realize that age gradually snuck up on us. Once we take the time to look in the mirror, it is a startled realization about the facts we must face. This poem...
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26. I Hurt Too
Do you feel the pain I feel when I leave you in this place ?
the heartache and the grief are etched in the lines upon your face
I truly hate to leave you...but you know the time has come
and you'll be so well cared for..in this lovely nursing home -
27. Will You Pick Me Again
We're getting older now our time is coming to an end
I just need to know if you'd pick me again
There's Reincarnation I've heard that it's true
When I get back here I'll start looking for you -
28. The Sands Of Time
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? -
29. Signs That You Are Old
You find you're getting hairier though not atop your head.
You somehow sustain injuries while sleeping in your bed.
Your arm is not quite long enough to make the fine print clear.
You walk into a room then think - Now why'd I come in here? -
30. Will I Lose Myself?
Will I slowly wither like a leaf
That falls upon the earth?
Once void of all its Autumn hues,
It loses all its worth. -
31. 50th High School Reunion
We gather here once more
To remember a younger day,
When life was mostly before us
And the future a game to play. -
32. Dear World We Must Part Ways
Dear World,
I fear it's over!
It's time to go our separate ways. -
33. Time Is
Famous Poem
Time is
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve, -
34. The Time Of My Life
I realize I've reached the time
When it's very plain to see
That I now must be selective
In what my preferences will be. -
35. Invisibility
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. -
36. I Still Hear My Mama Singing
Mama with her babies in her rocking chair, she sings
The soothing sound of lullabies,
Her voice so sweetly rings.
Singing in her rocking chair, -
37. Elusive Sleep
Restful sleep has proved elusive.
Lack of it is not conducive
To my overall wellbeing,
As I stare up at the ceiling. -
38. Pretty Little High Heels
Pretty little high heels,
How you look so grand.
I can remember when I wore you
And I could proudly stand. -
39. Old Dancers
I know we're old now and our bodies don't work as they should.
But if I could dance with you once more I surely would.
To dance as we did without a care. -
40. Reflection
I stand before the mirror
A stranger stares at me
I've been replaced by someone else
They're standing where I used to be.
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