The Parent’s Tao Te Ching by William MartinĪnd make the ordinary come alive for them. Where no one waits for me, no one follows,Īnd gets up and says when he sees me: no one. The Small Claim Of Bones by Cindy Williams Gutiérrez Within the reach of everyone who takes time to be kind.įor in making others happy we will be happy, too.įor the happiness you give away returns to shine on you. Unaware that happiness is just a state of mind Seeking recognition and monetary treasure, Only in the places where wealth and fame abound.And so we go on searching in palaces of pleasure Help Yourself to Happiness By Helen Steiner RiceĮverybody, everywhere seeks happiness, it’s true,īut finding it and keeping it seem difficult to do.ĭifficult because we think that happiness is found I ASKED the professors who teach the meaning of life to tellĪnd I went to famous executives who boss the work of Life Through My Eyes by Tupac ShakurĪnd puts an end 2 all of this Happiness by Carl Sandburg “Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all,” Emily Dickinson The Lesson by Maya Angelouīecause I love to live.
Here, he’s obviously not just referring to a loss of sight, but in the changes that he feels as a result of aging.Some of these famous short poems you have heard before, but others may be new. Here, she is sharing an introspection in which she acknowledges a change in perspective brought about by age.Īnother quite remarkable poem that ponders life and its fleeing beauties is Growing Old, by Robert William Service, the writer says: This poem is written by an older adult who is reflecting back on her younger days. The turmoil of realizing that all that chased dreams have amounted to dust. Fleming is another example of how one is forced to examine the whole meaning of life when old age has finally taken its place in one’s bones. Here she laments the little changes she can see that transforms the person with memory loss and how much it hurts watching her loved one turn into a complete stranger. In this poem the writer talks about the pain and struggles of memory loss and Alzheimer’s, and how one has to readjust to take care of those they love slowly slipping away. Growing old is not easy, and this poems talks about both the mental and physical changes that old age causesĪnother great poem about getting old is Changing Places by Alora M.
In A Special Poem For Seasoned Citizens the writer Ira Lerner talks about the havoc of dependency on pills, she says:Īnd in the analysis is where she takes a deeper look into her aging process and she speaks about the body aches and memory loss, among other things, that accompany it. People have come up with beautiful words to express and describe this transition. Growing old is a natural process of life, and whether you choose to acknowledge it or not, sooner or later old age will knock on your door like an unforgiving creditor ready to collect. And even though we may try desperately to decelerate the process, it catches up with all of us in one way or another. Although the process may accelerate or slow down, it never stops. Growing old is a continuous process we start growing old from the day we are born and we do not stop until the day we die. If they start laughing, then you are still young, but if they start running toward you and acting concerned, then you must be old. It says that the best way to determine if you are old is to fall in front of a group of people. How do you know that you are old? I saw a meme recently about that.
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