Tag: old age
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Poem about problems getting old
Old…I Whine – Aging now, like fine wine. No, it’s…now old…I whine. Things aren’t as should be. I’m old, so respect me. – Two people, begin life. Together handling strife. Getting old, now both sick. To independence still stick. – Needs both different, great. Upon family, need wait. Institutions butt in, Not listen, it’s a…
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Poem about Happy Birthday to Me
Birthday – Turning 60, or is it 59. There is a birthday and I think it’s mine. I’ll celebrate, party, have a great time. – Don’t send condolences in a letter. I like my age, every year gets better! Glad not return behind the ears wetter. – Of advantages I can think of three. Anywhere,…
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Poem: Where Did I Put Them?
Too Busy – Lost my glasses, where’d I put them? Not on my head, that’s the problem! Using old pair, at least can see. Going out, now, where is my key? Had it last night, drove myself home. I’ll use my spare, off I go roam. Back from my trip, want to unwind. Those specs,…
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Poem on Keeping Brain in Shape
Brain Work – Expectations set for a Child Influences, whether harsh or mild. For me, low hurdles were set. Acting dumb. . . expectations met. – Brain became lazy, ‘til one day Concentration was left at bay. Tired of ridicule as stupid. Others saw not, me as I did. – Determined to prove myself smart.…
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Birthday-Poem
It won’t be my birthday for another month yet. I was thinking about it though. Here is my poem. Birthday – Turning 60, or is it 59. There is a birthday and I think it’s mine. I’ll celebrate, party, have a great time. – Don’t send condolences in a letter. I like my age, every…
June Nash 