Category Archives: Aging

Where’s the poetry?

Where’s the poetry in this? :- Doug.

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Sign I’d like to have people see

Sign to see on every elderly person in a nursing home: “Ask me what I prefer.” :- Doug.

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The baby coos and gurgles

The baby coos and gurgles We smile The old man coos and gurgles We cringe For one we have been there And know what joys lie ahead For the other we fear we may know Something else that is ahead … Continue reading

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always larger

There is a larger way of looking at this. :- Doug.

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You must vindicate me

You must vindicate me You must show what I say You are the promise of me :- Doug.

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elder caring gathering

Let us call the elder caring gathering with people who are respectful, good, kind, creative, profound, adult, effective, collaborative, and amazing! :- Doug.

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Young ears cannot

Young ears cannot hear Old ears catch subtle frequencies: Dying, deepening, sacred :- Doug.

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Are you seeing

Are you seeing Something you would not have Twenty years ago? :- Doug.

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Party

Party. Old Friends. Moving away. Saying good bye. Saying. Talking. Bob’s heart attack. Reading Old Testament. Bloody battles. Slaughtering tribes. Joyce’s broken wrist. Drive her to church. Less grey hair all around. More white. Bruce has cancer in his good … Continue reading

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Such is the time

Such is the time this time where we find ourselves do we find ourselves? at any time? Such is the time that it allows us to find more than one person whom we are among such is the laughing time … Continue reading

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mind with age grows hollow

The person’s mind with age grows hollow This is when we should them hallow For empty is the greater part of whole :- Doug.

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When I’m 64

When I’m 64 was a land only rumored of Then But it’s pretty lively Now :- Doug.

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losing my way

Maybe I should display the wonder in losing my way. :- Doug

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forgetting what I planned to say

Our strength is in our weaknesses so mine might be in lost words forgetting what I planned to say in midst not beyond :- Doug.

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If to be alive has value

If to be alive has value to experience to see your mortality then a person of accumulating years and loosening mind is worthy for us to engage :- Doug.

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I’m old, growing

I’m old, growing. :- Doug.

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we set fruit

We flower, we leaf, we set fruit we shed our leaves, our seeds sprout we wither, we die, we go on :- Doug.

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