Preparation for old age should begin not later than one's teens. A life which is empty of purpose until 65 will not suddenly become filled on retirement.
quote by Dwight L. Moody
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I Can See Myself
i can see myself being a police officer saving lives of others because this is me.
i can see myself taking care of babies and making sure there safe because this is me.
i can see myself singing in a church filled with holliness because this is me.
i can see myself putting a smile on your face when your days are sad because this is me.
i can see myself talking to teens and youth to understand the purpose in life becuase this is me.
i can see myself blessing the old in hospitals and retirement homes because this is me.
i can see myself making a change in different communities to have positive moments because this is me.
i can see myself at a funeral talking to sad ones to let them know that its going to be all right because this is me.
i can see myself stopping others from doing suicide and homicide because this is me.
i can see myself putting happy thought in your mind and take away the negative because this is me.
i can see myself helping a pregnant women deliver her baby because this is me.
i can see myself putting teens and youth on the right path and show them the right way to llive life because this is me.
i can see myself to help you look in the mirror and say im beautiful and yes i can because this is me.
poem by Lakeya Washington
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I'm a big believer in the fact that life is about preparation, preparation, preparation.
quote by Johnnie Cochran
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Retirement Rendezvous
Retirement rendezvous
There is a member who is new
Who requires some type of rescue!
Looking back at life’s preview
He has had his kids
Been wise and stupid
Smoked enough weed
Aging exhibits on both eyelids
Retirement rendezvous
No more young dreams to pursue
A time he was young with hope
Goals matured and developed
But time took away that potential scope
Retirement rendezvous
Old age has at last struck for true
Retirement rendezvous
Today he joins the old pensioners’ crew
Stuck in his fresh basement
He scorns retirement at its commencement
With continuous utter resentment
Thinking it is a washed up experiment
Retirement rendezvous
Today, old age seems to be of no value
Retirement rendezvous
A new life and a new official venue
Retirement rendezvous
Some meet at the post office queue
Others meet at the bookies avenue
Leaving only when the night is due
The alarm clock has ceased ringing
The ladies have stopped singing
The bread winner is no longer bringing
To him nothing anymore is inspiring!
Retirement rendezvous
Why is life such a screw?
Retirement rendezvous
Is this a new life for true?
Retirement rendezvous
His thoughts he has to subdue
For him life still continues
Forthwith he looks at life with a new view!
(2007)
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A Healthier Easter
This is the first Easter
No candy baskets will be here
But we had so many baskets
Each and every year.
The kids are older now
Candy they don’t want anymore
So this Easter the baskets sit empty
Behind the closet door.
Somehow I want the Easter Bunny here
Want those baskets filled with eggs so bright
But my teens want to be healthier
So they make sure that they eat right.
They forfeit sugar and junk
No more Peeps or a big chocolate bunny
But being without Easter Baskets on Easter
Seems to be very odd and funny.
So I am putting the word out
To the Easter Bunny in my town
That I don’t think the teens will mind
If you decide to come around.
Maybe you could leave some health bars
Perhaps some fruit and veggies too
And maybe you could put some books in there
Those things could still say “I love you”.
poem by Connie Webb
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Pre-Retired
Well I'm almost there ya know
that full retirement kinda place.
I'm not old enough to collect any money
can't find a job, with age lines upon my face!
So I guess I'm pre-retired?
I don't have another name, yet for it!
But if this is what retirement is like
where all you do is, just write poems and sit!
Then I'd rather be ten feet under
or something sorta like that!
I use to have a great figure
now all I am is a ball of, pre-retired FAT!
Wife still is working full time
and she looks a lot better than me!
She stays out all night after working
with her girlfriends, not me!
I'm boring I guess, and feel out of place
no real purpose felt anymore.
I use to be a manager of twelve employees
in a large, retail discount store!
So don't tell me about retirement!
and how great it is for you!
It stinks to be pre-retired
and think when my full retirement comes
It won't feel anything like you!
poem by Linda Winchell
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Your Purpose of Living
The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.
Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.
You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.
poem by Franca Kenneth
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Final Preparation....
leaves, just beginning to turn,
and the silent shout of rust
deafens the empty room.
bare feet leave no tracks in gravel,
yet the birds' wings scar the sky
as they begin their journey.
the plow sits motionless weeping,
the skillet whistles to the fire.
a squirrel sits atop the woodpile,
the mountains' breathing become labored.
and the wind packs its few belongings,
tips a hat to my shadowed soul.
as we begin the long journey,
the final preparation for beginning!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Kids, Teenagers And Adults
kids are fun
teens are cool
adults are serious even in the pool
we grow up never down
so let's enjoy while we can
a boy is a mess
a girl is a princess
teens are the same
and parents are the blame.
i'm just kidding because humour is fun
and life is dull.
poem by Izabelle Moreder
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Suddenly
Orbison/melson
Suddenly, my heart stood still
Suddenly, the sight of you gave me a thrill
Suddenly
Suddenly, i see you everywhere
Suddenly, all at once i seem to care for you
Suddenly
So suddenly i found you
To think you were near all the time
I've often been around you
I don't know how i could have been so blind
Suddenly, my world is new
Suddenly, suddenly there's only you
Suddenly
So suddenly i found you
To think you were near all the time
I've often been around you
I don't know how i could have been so blind
Suddenly, suddenly you're my dream come true
Suddenly, suddenly there's only you
So suddenly
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Insecurities Of Aging...
the more you age
the more you keep things to yourself
old and new socks are mixed up in one wooden cabinet
somehow you are not using any
it is just the keeping for keeping sake
you are not thinking of any heir of any shoe
you begin to emphasize the importance of empty containers
how each must be filled
an empty cup must have coffee to its brim
an empty room must have someone to talk to
and empty road shall have at least one car making a dusty path
the empty stairs are too fearful to look at
how you hate an empty chair
it can make you sick if no one sits in there in another hour
the hours can be empty too
how can you stop the arms of the clock from taking away the sound
of ticking?
you are sensing a terminal
the train must be full so that you can never experience the
palpitations of being alone
you can hear it like the sounds of korean drums
the cascading waterfalls
the horns of taxis in city traffic
do not dare to stop the inevitable
i assure you... you can't. So? get yourself attuned
have an empty cup and learn to drink from it
you must feign the satisfaction of thirst, because
it can't be long.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Why Ash Wednesday?
The tender palm-leaves, light-green, pliable,
That were plucked off the tree last year and blessed,
And turned into crosses of various kinds,
Adorning homes and protecting from harm!
Those very leaves had served their good purpose;
Now old and withered, they are turned to ash,
Reminding mankind’s transient earthy stay:
We came from dust, we go back to that state!
Though man may reach a state like all things else,
He is created in a different way,
With purpose to be holy like the Lord,
Who breathed His life although we’re made from clay!
Make sign of cross with ash upon forehead;
Begin the Lent, God-given to repent;
Ask forgiveness of sins, reconcile, man
With God; let soul be filled with newer grace!
Begin your walk with God in Heaven’s road;
Keep praying, asking Him for help en way;
Control your urges; do more charity;
Like Jesus Christ, we will too rise that day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-17-2010
poem by John Celes
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Single Step
As I stand at one end of the long path my heart beats with anticipation. Now as the door sling open and you a wait at the other end for the music to begin my thoughts drift. I began to think with one single step life as we knew it will be done and a new life shall begin. A life that may span I hope for fifty years or more. A life filled with laughter, but also sometimes there will be sorrow. A life filled with millions of smiles but also there will be thousands of tears. A life were our beauty will shine as bright as the morning sun yet as the years go on in most eyes hopefully except but our own our beauty will fade like the sun into the night. Our life together will go through many changes; except for our love for one another. Woo the wedding march has started and you have took that first single step to our life of love.
The World Of The Teens
I know of a world so interesting
It’s the world of the teens
A world with much splendor
Characterized by risky adventures
A fragile world
That needs strong supporting cord
A world that need not be neglected
As it is where the patterns of life are selected
A world where every little mistake
Can change the shape and taste of the cake
A place for investing
Preparing for future harvesting
A world filled with pleasure
Accompanied by insurmountable pressure
A world where beauty and the beast
Are always in fierce contest
A world where emotion is always in motion
And passion faced with continuous confusion
It’s the world of the teens
Quite interesting it is
So treat it with much regard
Cos it’s got so much to discard
poem by Stewart Gideon
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Get up, go to work, go home, go to bed
Get up, go to work, go home, go to bed
Is this what life's all about I said?
Work, work, work every single day
Just to earn enough my bills to pay.
Surely life must be much more than this
Someone tell me what the purpose is.
Then, 'You can have life abundantly'
I heard the Lord Jesus say to me.
'I am the door: if you enter in
then your new life with me will begin.
These things of earth will just pass away
but the life I give is here to stay.'
So I turned around and followed Him
and my life was no longer so grim.
I still have to work to earn my pay
but He gives a purpose to each day.
Suddenly Theres A Valley
(chuck meyer, biff jones)
When youve climbed the highest mountain
When a cloud holds the sunshine in
Suddenly theres a valley
Where the earth knows peace with men
When a star hides the distant rainbow
And you think you cant find a friend
Suddenly theres a valley
Where friendships never end
Touched only by the season
Swept clean by the ? rain
Surveyed by every bluebird
And kissed by the falling rain
When you think theres no bright tomorrow
And you feel you cant try again
Suddenly theres a valley
Where hope and love begin
Suddenly theres a valley
Where hope and love begin
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Varied Visions Of Retirement
RETIREMENT: An acquired belief that failure is impossible.
Investments made early-on, makes dividends more profitable.
Beneath it all, the pride of your labors will show.
Like a harvest moon or a brightly colored rainbow.
RETIREMENT: An emotional calmness, filled with tranquillity.
Extraordinary comforts - turn dreams into reality...
Holding this thought: Retirement is not a career ending...
New attractions, plus foresight - makes it a career beginning.
RETIREMENT: An intriguingly different lifestyle.
Imagine vividly your ego at peace for a while.
Without sacrifice your future has become a realness.
Custom designed an made valid by your own success.
RETIREMENT: An optional transitional symbol in careers.
Labors disgraces no one- no side effects- no fears.
Whenever questions of your success is in debate...
With pride convey your past reactions to any twist in fate.
RETIREMENT: An unconditional career for any season.
Great benefits, with unlimited freedoms for every reason.
This Era of unstoppable individual freedom is supreme.
A time to reflect on your momentum of pend- up dreams.
poem by Juanita Farrar
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Empty Pages
(graham russell)
When youre out in front and your life is unsure
What have you got goin for you after every road you turn
Its magic when you tell me and run your fingers through my hair
I dont need your persuasion, cos Im already there
Ive just read it through and I said to myself
Thats not really you, Ill keep myself to myself
Its magic when you tell me, and write the words I want to see
When I reach the last line, its just empty for me
Ive been learning so long, about the things you do
Ive been learning so long about you, about you
(chorus)
Empty pages Ive read you all through
Empty pages filled with spaces I fell in and I fell in
Empty pages Ive read you all through
Empty pages filled with spaces I fell in and I fell in.
song performed by by Air Supply
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Empty Page
(graham russell)
When you're out in front and your life is unsure
What have you got goin' for you after every road you turn
It's magic when you tell me and run your fingers through my hair
I don't need your persuasion, cos i'm already there
I've just read it through and i said to myself
That's not really you, i'll keep myself to myself
It's magic when you tell me, and write the words i want to see
When i reach the last line, it's just empty for me
I've been learning so long, about the things you do
I've been learning so long about you, about you
(chorus)
Empty pages i've read you all through
Empty pages filled with spaces i fell in and i fell in
Empty pages i've read you all through
Empty pages filled with spaces i fell in and i fell in.
song performed by by Air Supply
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Walking With The Lover...
walking with the Lover...
i see empty fields plowed,
come alive with crops abundant.
empty factory buildings filled
with the ghosts of hard working lives.
empty houses lit up,
and the sounds of families.
empty hands given cups and bowls,
empty hearts held close!
empty words given meaning,
empty promises fulfilled.
walking with the Lover...
touching the plenty of empty!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Just after I entered my teens I suddenly entertained an insatiable enthusiasm for the delightful habit of criticizing others.
quote by Loretta Young
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