1. 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.
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.
38 Inspirational Poems about Aging
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2. 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, -
3. Fading
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. -
4. I Sit Beside The Fire And Think
I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been; -
5. Old Folks Laugh
They have spent their
content of simpering,
holding their lips this
and that way, winding -
6. 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? -
7. Time Is
Time is
Too Slow for those who Wait,
Too Swift for those who Fear,
Too Long for those who Grieve, -
8. 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. -
9. Encore!
Those things that meant the most to me
Are no longer in my life.
And those people most important
Have vanished now from sight.Featured Shared StoryI just love your poems - keep writing. You inspire me to keep writing myself.
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10. 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? -
11. Elusive Sleep
Restful sleep has proved elusive.
Lack of it is not conducive
To my overall wellbeing,
As I stare up at the ceiling. -
12. 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. -
13. 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. -
14. 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.Featured Shared StoryI 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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15. Growing Old
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. -
16. Just Another Year
The years are taking their toll.
Another birthday has now arrived.
People you meet say you're still looking young.
With a smile, you wink and say, "Nice try."Featured Shared StoryAge is only a number we accumulate through our journey along the path destined for us. “Just Another Year” gave our hearts a nudge. It’s all right to climb the ladder of numbers and let our...
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17. On Aging
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 StoryReading 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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18. I Am Not Old
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.Featured Shared StoryVery nicely described and also the way it became funny was absolutely fantastic.
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19. The Hands Of A Warrior
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 StoryDear 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... -
20. 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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