I always said that when it was time to retire, I would know it, and I would just tip my hat to the crowds.
quote by Willie Stargell
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Faithful servants never retire. You can retire from your career, but you will never retire from serving God.
quote by Rick Warren
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No retiring
When you retire from a thing,
You are going to get something
To retire to, from which
You have to retire on a later date.
09.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cathedral Spires
They have blown away the daylight hours we had
Left a leagcy, a deadly aftermath
We cannot exist in godforsaken lands
As we spiral down into oblivion
Breathing the fumes of fires that they ignite
Losing ground and we are all just losing sight
We shall never see another setting sun
Time to rise up and ascend, the end has come
No more willpower
Choked by hell fire
Darkness above
Blackening out the sun
Gripped by steel claws
Corrosion eating us
So before were all devoured
Time to rise up and retire
In cathedral spires
Watching as the world expires
From up amongst the clouds
In cathedral spires
No names
No graves
No prayers
Can save us
Ashes to dust
Doomsdays upon us now
It cannot be stopped
Genocide all is lost
Oh! were so tired
Time to rise up and conspire
In cathedral spires
Watching as our world expires
From up above the clouds
In cathedral spires
Jaws of corruption
Swallow us as one
Consuming every nation
Evoke resistance getting none
Complete disintegration
No good to defend
There can be but one outcome
We are no more - ascend
Vaporized fury
Offers no sanctuary
Oh! were so tired
Time to rise up and retire
In cathedral spires
Watching as the world expires
From up amongst the clouds
In cathedral
In cathedral spires
Oh! were so tired
Watching the world expire
Time that we retire
Up in cathedral spires
Oh! were so tired
Watching the world expire
Time that we retire
Up in cathedral spires
Oh! were so tired
Watching the world expire
Time that we retire
Up in cathedral spires
Oh! were so tired
Watching the world expire
Time that we retire
Up in cathedral spires
song performed by by Judas Priest
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To A Departing Favorite
Thou mayst retire, but think of me
When thou art gone afar,
Where'er in life thy travels be,
If tost along the brackish sea,
Or borne upon the car.
Thou mayst retire, I care not where,
Thy name my theme shall be;
With thee in heart I shall be there,
Content thy good or ill to share,
If dead to lodge with thee.
Thou mayst retire beyond the deep,
And leave thy sister train,
To roam the wilds where dangers sleep,
And leave affection sad to weep
In bitterness and pain.
Thou mayst retire, and yet be glad
To leave me thus alone,
Lamenting and bewailing sad;
Farewell, thy sunk deluded lad
May rise when thou art gone.
poem by George Moses Horton
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Don't simply retire from something; have something to retire to.
quote by Harry Emerson Fosdick
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Time in Iraq
A time to fight,
A time to pray,
A time to leave,
A time to stay.
A time to question guilt,
A time to count the friendships built.
A time to smile,
A time to cry.
A time to say 'Hello'
A time to say 'Goodbye'
A time for living,
A time for giving,
A time for forgiving,
A time for pain.
A time to blame.
A time to kill,
A time to maim.
A time to to settle back,
A time to retire and stay home.
poem by Philip Lore
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Hey, we've all been to high school We've seen the in-crowds. Most of us have been in the outer crowds, the people who weren't in. Although I was never in, I was selling records and was very happy.
quote by Bobby Vinton
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Sing a Song of War-Time
Sing a Song of War-time,
Soldiers marching by,
Crowds of people standing,
Waving them ‘Good-bye’,
When the crowds are over,
Home we go to tea,
Bread and margarine to eat,
War economy!
If I ask for cake or
Jam of any sort,
Nurse says, “What, in War-time?
Archie, cert’nly not!
Life’s not very funny
Now, for little boys,
Haven’t any money.
Can’t buy any toys.
Mummie does the housework,
Can’t get any maid,
Gone to make munitions,
‘Cause they’re better paid,
nurse is always busy,
never time to play,
sewing shirts for soldiers,
nearly ev’ry day.
Ev’ry body’s doing
Something for the War,
Girls are doing things,
They’ve never done before.
Go as ‘bus conductors,
Drive a car or van,
All the world is topsy-turvy
Since the War began.
poem by Nina Murdoch
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Rendezvous
It’s like any other day, I suppose
Except that we’re together
Either knew that our time is limited
And it’s fast running out too
But how’s it neither bothered about it?
We knew we should part
Soon we’re amidst disinterested crowds
Running frantically against maniac time
Fighting arrivals and departures
Each in one’s own world
Occasionally we looked at each other
You at me when I looked far into the sky
I at you when your eyes idled at the faceless crowds
My ears heard a hollow murmur…
What exactly did your deceptively phlegmatic
Eyes conceal at that point of parting?
23mar2010
14.39hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Fire Your Desire
Since the day that the lord set me on fire
i have had a desire to acquire the knowledge of my messiah,
Whatever u desire, Dont retire
Aspire to Acquire the desire u admire
If u perspire
u wont retire.
When the enemies conspire to fire your desire,
dont tire,
remember your mesiah
the one who speaks fire
He has clothed you with his attire,
and has given you his entire empire,
that if you refire you will acquire,
this is not time to expire,
With Jesus your mesiah,
the devil's fire will backfire,
Desire the holyfire,
Become a carrier of the holyghost fire,
Our God the unmpire will never retire
He will always refire, he will never expire,
he will always inquire
his power is forever,
So u have all u require my friend,
to acquire your long admired desire,
this is all u require,
stay on fire.
28/June/2007
poem by Obasuyi Uyiosa Dickson
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The Races
The turf flies,
The fillies run,
My bet applies,
I did it for fun,
The thunderous sound,
They passed so fast,
The rumbling ground,
Is still at last,
The silence has come,
My ears adjust,
The voices hum,
My throat is trussed,
Did ours come first? ,
I hope she did,
Gosh, such a thirst,
Need to be rid,
How about a whisky.
Well done my pet,
She's a little frisky,
Now pet, don't fret,
There's the cup there
along with the rest,
Ah, here's the Mayor
With his chain on his chest.
The jockey's been weighed,
Our 'pride' is led,
The crowds they fade,
Slowly we tread,
The homeward way.
The racing's over,
A splendid day,
Where's the landrover,
Horsebox too,
Then lets retire
Join the queue,
Before I expire.
She'll win again
That's for sure,
Oh, here comes the rain
What a bore.
But still we won,
That's really good.
That's right, my son,
I knew she would.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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County Fair
Twenty bucks buys ten coupons
Two ears of corn and one ride on
The tilt-a-whirl with your favorite girl
Keep on walking down the midway
Three-eyed goats and games to play
Step right up, Carney says try your luck
You can tell the sweet smell of summer in the air
Whole town shuts down, everybody's gonna be there
Down at the county fair
Big time, big top, big crowds, big hair
There's nothing bigger all around
This country anywhere
Than the county fair
Judging pigs and judging pies
Fighting for the first place prize
And have you seen this year's queen
4-H Club and FFA working toward a better day
And a petting zoo, yeah, they got that too
And eight o'clock rolls around, everybody knows
The grandstands open up and it's time for the big show
Down at the county fair
Big time, big top, big crowds, big hair
There's nothing bigger
In small towns everywhere
Than the county fair
song performed by by Lonestar
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In The Crowds
I look for the sun
In dire need of someone, somewhere,
I look for the sun
In dire need of someone, somewhere.
Words lost in the past
Of memories that will never last.
My mind wanders the crowds in a search,
In the search of the one that I feel is my life,
It the crowds.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
For me this is the end.
song performed by by Iron Butterfly
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Retirement
You work all your life and you wait for that special day
That you can retire, and dance the night away.
Anxiety and tension building Up in your chest.
You know you can’t control it But you do your very best.
Friends are gathering around you And they’re calling your name
You are now a short timer And they’re waiting for the same.
You think that you won’t have to Get up to the sound of the clock
But when you retire, there is no turning back.
For the first time in your life You are not on a time schedule.
To get up to that sound Wash up, get dressed, have a cup of joe.
And the weight in your legs Make you move very slow.
Your friends and co workers ask:
How can you leave them all behind?
You look at them and smile For you know they’ll all be fine.
You’ve worked together for many a year
Good times, bad times, you all have shared.
But it’s time for you to go your way You have to leave, you can not stay.
So many things that you want to do And to your heart you must be true.
So you work your final day and Get comments from everyone you know.
You will count the hours leading to the end
For you know that they have become family and very close friends.
That will be the hardest part, because memories can not be erased.
Especially when you have friends, who have style and grace.(Hmmm I wonder.)
RETIREMENT-hmmmm-is it all it’s played out to be!
Or is it just plain LAZZZ-EEE?
WELL! I’ll take the laziness any time. Ha-ha
poem by Louis Rams
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Licia Sonnets 28
In time the strong and stately turrets fall,
In time the rose and silver lilies die,
In time the monarchs captive are and thrall,
In time the sea and rivers are made dry;
The hardest flint in time doth melt asunder;
Still living fame in time doth fade away;
The mountains proud we see in time come under;
And earth for age we see in time decay;
The sun in time forgets for to retire
From out the east where he was wont to rise;
The basest thoughts we see in time aspire,
And greedy minds in time do wealth despise.
Thus all, sweet fair, in time must have an end,
Except thy beauty, virtues, and thy friend.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Sonnet: A Bit More Struggle Will Pay Rich Dividends
Now ain't the time to relax much, brother;
Now is the time to work harder than ev 'r;
About your neighbour, never much bother,
Now is the time to be very clever.
‘Tis ain't correct to retire unhurt;
A stupid man leaves half-way through a game;
In some more time, you can be an expert;
The world will acknowledge your work with fame.
Now is the time to go into top-gear;
Now is the time to sweat from your fore-head;
The future should not cast in you a fear;
Now is the time to be never misled.
Great things are done when man works with courage;
A Bird to fly must come out of its cage.
poem by John Celes
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Road Ode
Ive been on this lonely road so long
Does anybody know where it goes
I remember the last time
The signs pointed home a month ago
Rented cars and empty motel rooms
Lead you everywhere but home
Crowds of people shouting
How they love the show
They dont know
(*) the endless crowds of faces
Just keep on wearing a smile
The countless times and places lead me back
Please take me back home
(**) I wonder if these feelings ever change
How many times Ill lift this load
Come tomorrow Ill be gone again
Roads of sorrows coming to an end for me
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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For Those Who Finally Quit
what is then the next thing
to do? retire
retreat
and hide?
consider this
what i did when i too feel like
the same thing that
you have
i retire but only to recuperate
i retreat only to evaluate
and hide but only to recharge
what energy i have lost
the next morning i shall move
again
another timing and strategy
another hope
and expectation that finally
luck shall be on my side
that fortune awaits those
that persist
that there is always a place
for those who wait
and do things again
despite.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lunch Break: Peak Hour
I see it all through my window it seems
Never failing like millions of bees
All that is wrong
No time will be won
All they need to do-o-o-o
What can be done?
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour
Minds are subject to what should be done
Problem solved, time cannot be won
One hour a day
One hour at night
Sees crowds of people
All meant for flight
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour
It makes me want to run out and tell them
Theyve got time
Take a step back out
And look in at their debt
And their time
Minds are subject to what should be done
Problem solved, time cannot be won
One hour a day
One hour at night
Sees crowds of people
All meant for flight
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Every time I try to retire, or even think of retiring from acting, my agent comes up with a script.
quote by Anthony Hopkins
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