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I See My Friends Aging

I see my friends aging
Slower in all they do-
The wrinkles and the hesitations before not remembering,
The difficulties in things done so easily once-

I see my friends aging
Sicker and sadder
Their eyes in some strange distance-

Some of them courageous
With plans and trips and grandchildren,
Endlessly going and doing
And being the best they can-

I see my friends aging
And wonder how long I too can pretend
Its still alright-

At this time of life
Time is cruel
And we are going only one way-

I see my friends aging
And I will soon if I am still here
Walker cane wheelchair
Be ancient too.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Songs To Aging Children Come

Through the windless wells of wonder
By the throbbing light machine
In a tea leaf trance or under
Orders from the king and queen
Songs to aging children come
Aging children, I am one
People hurry by so quickly
Dont they hear the melodies
In the chiming and the clicking
And the laughing harmonies
Songs to aging children come
Aging children, I am one
Some come dark and strange like dying
Crows and ravens whistling
Lines of weeping, strings of crying
So much said in listening
Songs to aging children come
Aging children, I am one
Does the moon play only silver
When it strums the galaxy
Dying roses will they will their
Perfumed rhapsodies to me
Songs to aging children came
This is one

song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Your Visit With Aging

I don't know why,
You believed I was older than you.
I use to be.
But you and aging have become much closer.
And it seems as if you have been convinced,
To interpret every year you have lived as a struggle.

I'm not trying to interpret my life that way at all.
When aging came to visit me,
I told it to make itself at home.
And if I choose to do what I please...
I'm not making an effort to be rude.
But neither am I going to sit with it to reminisced,
The good old days.

Too much everyday for me is new!
And...
I didn't feel I had to excuse myself from it to explore.
I just do.
You on the other hand...
Seem to want to impress aging,
As a depiction you believe is an acceptable process.

Hey,
We all have our interpretations.
However...
Yours appears to be a bit exaggerated.
But I aint mad at you!
What your visit with aging is like.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Eyes Remembered

It's not a sin for those,
Who distance themselves...
As far as they can,
From the ticking of a clock.
Is it?

What about those who make attempts,
To get that ticking to be stopped?
With confirmations sought,
That an aging process...
Has completely forgotten them!

And as long as they moisturize,
And Sun block their skins...
They will keep Mother Nature guessing,
For years without end.

However...
With suggestions made,
To avoid further Botox treatments...
To allow a natural appearance,
A chance to return to their faces again!
Maybe with eyes remembered,
Attached to a recognized grin.
This alone will silence the complaining,
That aging ungracefully on some has shown.

'Yes...
Of course I remember you!
You and my grandmother were good friends.'

~No!
Larry?
You and I went to high school together.~

'OH!
Oh...
OH?
Uh...
Oh!
It's a beautiful day,
Isn't it? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reflection

I see my reflection…
In my aging parents.

They’ve grown so old.

The mirror tells me
It’s time to age
Gracefully…

If I look ugly,
There’s one consolation
My hubby will always
Love me.

(Poem themed on Aging)

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Stages

First of all...
I know it's not just all about me.
Only in my mind I am told.
And that seems to be aging rapidly!
As a glowing youth...
Dims to be conquered,
By an aging truth!
Overnight it seems.
Although many may refuse to agree with me.
Those into appearances and physicalities!

I am not one to be talking about looks...
But let me say this,
No pages flipped through books
Prepares anyone for the stages of aging.
Or when to apply a night cheek lift!
To become disappointed with the results,
That sit unresisting to stay for a long visit!

Compliments on maintaining a youthfulness,
Stirs those in doubt about what is really meant...
By those unsolicited comments sent!
But pleased to get them without resentment.

There are those who may defy this process.
But when it noticibly starts...
A feeling of achievement begins to arrive,
Or a time gone by so quickly is realized!
Which gets many into denial fits!
Horrified that the time has come...
And that they too can not escape from this!

When a passing glance in a mirror,
Becomes a lingering stare...
What is seen is obvious.
And we all must become aware...
An aging has taken place,
To stay on one's face...
Not to go anywhere,
But to etch and trace.
Hopefully some allow...
And undergo with grace.

That's the reality of these stages we go through!
At least 'some' do.
The ones who are not moisturizing...
To rid a wrinkle,
Or two.

OR...
Those of us who make a fuss,
About a delayed aging process ordered...
Taking too long to come and is much overdue!
A special delivery was paid to insure a rush!
To subdue those lines that accrue...
With the stages of age some welcome unphased!
Praying this amazement of a quick aging,
Fades away!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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song performed by by New Edition
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If you look at body fat, it seems to increase with age, even though your weight does not. That's a physiological fact of aging, they say. Heck it is. It is an adaptive effect of aging.

quote by Kenneth H. Cooper
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No one can avoid aging, but aging productively is something else.

quote by Katharine Graham
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Dust Collector

Not as close to center.
And away from the spotlight,
On life's stage.
This becomes evident and noticed,
By the one who becomes of age.
And having it one's way...
Is given.
Without swaying any one's opinion.

'Hey why not?
They are not going to be around here,
That long! '

~They who?
I'm aging too and so are you!
IF you're 'lucky'.~

A withering in appearance,
Is experienced as this 'blessing' occurs.
And the one who goes through the process adapts.
Since encouraging words seem to overflow as heard!
Coming from those still in their youth.

'You seem to be lost!
Do you need help crossing the street? '

~I need no help.
I happen to be thinking of a new recipe,
Thank you! ~

Reminding those who are aging...
How brave it is to have that much nerve,
To allow it to show and be done.
Leaving those in their youth,
Stunned by someone over the age of '31'...
Loving the act of aging!

'Mister, I heard you.
And you are well over '31'.
You are old enough to be my grandfather.'

~And I am willing to bet,
Your 'grandfather' never suggested...
Kids like yourself,
Need to learn how to mind your own business.
I could care less about you being in the spotlight.
I can shine just as bright and with more lustre without it.~

'Listen up...dust collector!
I don't have to pay you any attention at all,
Old man!
Wrap that around those aching bones and wrinkles.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am I Gettin Old

Is it gravity or age
that causes the food I eat
To gather in the middle
and sometimes hide my feet

When I take a shower
and my hair fills the drain
Is this a sign of aging
or swelling of the brain

Is it air pollution or age
that hampers my sight
It may be the water, not age
that causes bathroom trips at night

Is it laziness or age
that I cannot do as before
And when I try
which one made me sore

Is it the actors or aging
that causes me to sigh
Why do so many movies
now bring a tear to my eye

I must be getting older
for I think more than I do
Hey, getting old is not so bad
now I have an excuse or two

Terry M

poem by Terry Mar
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If Eternity Is Timeless

What is time?
And why is it a limiting factor,
Of our existence?
Would we still think of it as it is?
Something fixed.
As man attempted to control it!

What is time?
If eternity is timeless?

Why do humans claim to have little of it,
To spare.
When it is everywhere.
And seems to be there uncaring who shares it.

What is this thing manmade called time?
And assigned to aging.
To declare those who have passed their prime.
Even though fine wine is better aged!

And what phase are those,
Who are upstaged by deep climbs?

'What does that have to do with time...
And/or aging? '

I'm just trying to find sense in any of it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Mind Has More of a Youthfulness

Everyday...
This aging 'thing' seems to speed.
Some agitate their way through it.
Reminding themselves,
Nothing about this process
For them is welcomed!
And they are not pleased,
By anything it leaves.

And as I reflect,
Doing my best to accept this process...
I must admit,
Some of it I am not in total agreement with myself.
Although I go through the motions,
I am doing it with much ease!

Okay! I must say...
Sometimes I do get a bit perturbed and upset.
Especially when someone yells, 'Hey, grandpa.
Do you need assistance to cross the street? '
I grit my teeth with a fake smile I release.

Hmmm...
Is it noticeable,
My gait appears to be slower and more noble?

Everyday...
This aging 'thing' seems to speed!

And I sit on a nearby bench,
To gather my breath and gently breathe.
Wishing the aches and pains that come with aging...
I could put to rest.
Knowing my mind has more of a youthfulness,
That my body, on certain days...
Could care less what my mind forgets!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My First Time Being Here

The experience of aging
Is a process many fight.
Some act as if it's not a gift...
To grow older with delight.

I'm often asked how it feels,
To be an age I don't appear.
I tell them it's my first time doing it...
It's my first time being here!
And if I knew I should feel a certain way,
Nothing in my past prepared me for this day!
It's all new to me...
I have no clue how I should be.
Nor do I look in the mirror with fears,
To chase away!

('That depends on HOW I'm looking')

It's clear I'm aging,
With a grace I accept!
And blessed I feel everyday!
No one I know will be here forever...
No matter what's done to stay!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Can Anyone Say To Unlock The Gates

What can anyone say,
To someone seeking friends to play with...
In a playground repaved.
And the bulk of it,
Has been regarded old.
And chained by locks that rust.
When everything outside of this locked box,
Has been entrusted to others to discuss.

What can anyone say,
Who is determined to see and live life...
That shows effects of decay.
Without using the same depictions,
That would offend a mind fixed.
Selfishly picking that which to experience.

What can anyone say to unlock the gates,
Of one's insight that betrays.
Without appearing to be all knowing.
Or too mature to have obtained,
A knowledge that processes with an aging gained.
And puts a mind retreating from this,
In a defensive mode.
One that has prevented attempts to allow aging to unfold.

What can anyone say...
To anyone accepting to live,
A life one fears to live another way.
And yet,
Can express with accusations...
There are those who refuse to listen them.
To have patience that can be evaluated...
As having empathy or a sensitivity one wishes and is preferred.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am not afraid of aging, but more afraid of people's reactions to my aging.

quote by Barbara Hershey
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Maturing to Grow

Maturing to grow,
Upsets those getting old.
And this some show.
Hoping an aging slows.
As they regret,
Seeing those mature...
With an aging that shows.
While those who grow old to mature,
Are not upset by this process at all.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I Am 65

When I am 65
Every day will be a blessing from God
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to see with my eyes
When I am 65
I hope that I will be able to hear well with my ears
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to talk
When I am 65
I hope that I will be able to walk long distances
When I am 65
I hope that I will still be able to look after myself
When I am 65
I hope there will be somebody that will take care of me
When I am 65
I will be retired
When I am 65
I hope that I will not be isolated and lonely
And I hope that friends will be around for me
When I am 65
I hope to be able to see my nephew more
And I hope that he will come here to see me
When I am 65
I will have gray hair
And I will look more handsome
When I am 65
I won’t be able to do nothing about aging
I will age with time
When I am 65
I will receive my little pension
When I am 65
I will be a senior citizen
When I am 65
I hope that I will still have my brilliant mind working

poem by Aldo Kraas
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In The Shade of Fading Misrepresentation

Hey...
You can not still be there aging,
In the shade of fading misrepresentation?
That presentation has nowhere to go.
Even coverups are being unmasked.
Those tasks have been witnessed,
To be quite relentless.
There are no rainbows,
Thay will be forthcoming from those shadows.
Hey...
You can not still be there aging,
In the shade of fading misrepresentation?
If I can see you clearly...
You must realize how much of this life,
You are missing!
If I can see you...
Believe me when I say I have seen much change!
And you,
Obviously have not done either!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remember This...

Remember this...
There is only three things
That could get between us.
We can avoid them,
Anytime we choose!
But they will never avoid us...
And the friendship we share!
It dares,
You.
Me.
And our ignorance we take for granted!
And we both can be guilty,
Of enjoying that pleasure!
If we can just keep that in mind!
We'll be friends forever...
Much like a fine wine aging.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Love You Honey But I Hate Your Friends

Words and music by rick nielsen
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah
I love you honey but I hate those friends
That fat cat frank got a heart of gold
Hes got a head of lead, hes young but he acts old
That limp wristed two-fisted diplomat
Better draw a map, to see where hes at
Around and round when he rambles on
bout the latest deal we should be in on
We shouldnt give him the time of day
He doesnt give a damn if we sink or swim
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah
I love you honey but I hate your friends
Did some toot, yeah we had a blow
Look man, no holes, real nose
When he says hi he really means the moon
He was there long before armstrong
He stays loose, he says, fill her up
For eternal youth from those swiss docs.
Hes thirty but he feels like sixteen
Check it out: yep, hundred-n-sixteen!
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah
I love you honey, lets dance
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah yeah
I love you honey but I hate your friends
Lets see, theres miss tique and miss informed
General disaster, mister know-it-all
Missus a lot and private stock
Corporal punishment bout to blow his mind
Mister mock, mister completely,
Miss de plot, miss story,
Mister call, mister de gaulle,
The aging mister martin and that aint all
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah
I love you honey but I hate those friends
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but theyll be the end of me
Oh yeah
I love you honey but I hate your friends
I love you honey but I hate your friends
They love your money
But theyll be the end of me, oh yeah
I love you honey but I hate your friends

song performed by by Cheap Trick
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I See My Friends Aging

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