Aging Poems - Page 3

41. Fading

• By Danb Fernie
• Published by Family Friend Poems March 2023 with permission of the Author.

I know that nothing ever lasts,
and my memories, they're fading fast,
but I have my photographs,
and I know we used to laugh.

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42. Remembering

• By Alora M. Knight
• Published by Family Friend Poems August 2015 with permission of the Author.

When sleepless I lie,
As the hours slip by,
I go walking the paths back home.
I hear the meadowlark's song

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43. 50th High School Reunion

• By William B Watkins
• Published by Family Friend Poems June 2023 with permission of the Author.

We gather here once more
To remember a younger day,
When life was mostly before us
And the future a game to play.

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44. Daddy, I Remember

• By Tiffany Loftis
• Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014 with permission of the Author.

Daddy I remember, before you fell ill,
the spark in your eyes, the laughter, the thrill.

Daddy, I long for that day, when that spark comes back.

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45. A Geezer's Gripings

• By Rick W. Cotton
• Published by Family Friend Poems November 2017 with permission of the Author.

I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that never hurt before
Now multiply, make more and more.

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46. Growing Old

• By Pamela J. Langdon
• Published by Family Friend Poems May 2019 with permission of the Author.

They said I was an "old fart"
But I hardly think that's true
My boobs were done in '75
But my teeth and knees are new.

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47. I Sit Beside The Fire And Think

Famous Poem

• By J. R. R. Tolkien

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;

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48. The Red Line

• By Judd L. Strom
• Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.

He danced as a buck,
sang as an elder and
beat a drum as long as he was able.

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49. A Lady Who Thinks She Is Thirty

Famous Poem

• By Ogden Nash

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror.

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