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Aging -The Golden Years
Contributed by
Jeff_Scott_Morehead
on
Wednesday, 2nd August 2006 @ 11:54:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Aging,
The Golden Years
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Life seems crueler as you age,
Another chapter of a browning page.
The golden years, the weakling bones,
The aches and pains, the constant moans,
The loneliness when the kids are grown,
The adjustment of being on their own.
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When the busy years are suddenly gone,
And the hurriedness before the dawn.
Old routines quickly fade away,
And a blur is created between the days.
The hustle and bustle is replaced with time,
While things-to-do are hard to find.
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Worn shoes sit on an attic floor,
Beside boxed up pictures by the door.
A dress coat and an old striped tie,
Has found a permanent place to lie.
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Time has moved on faster then the mind,
Leaving a life that isn’t always kind.
What was new is now old, what was old is now gone,
As we struggle to keep carrying on.
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Jeff_Scott_Morehead
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2006-08-02 11:54:53]
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Re: Aging -The Golden Years
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by lillyjane on
Wednesday, 2nd August 2006 @ 02:29:46 PM AEST
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| Everything grows old, its nature but sad to, my little dog is 16 and watched her grow from a lively puppy to a stiff legged old lady,, It happens to us all.. Your poem is brilliant it really made me think, best do everything now before it creeps up, years do fly. xxx |
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Re: Aging -The Golden Years
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by jerseysue on
Wednesday, 2nd August 2006 @ 04:22:51 PM AEST
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| I will not struggle,for life is an experience. The older we get , the more experienced we become. Well thats my philosophy. I think we just become born again teenagers, get a bit selfish too. Good poem, with thought provoking words. Sue x |
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