youth vs. old age


Now the voices of youth start to scream

Because old age is finally seen.

You have nineteen years of youth

But from twenty on , it’s all gone.

You may get a few more years to get your college degree

Then it’s work and raising a family.

You’ll have more old years than you’ll have young

And you’ll work till your life on earth is done.

When you look at a older person , look at the way

It’s going to be , when the younger generation

Reaches puberty , and you are the old ones

That they see.

Your friends that you once knew in school

Are going through the same thing , but acting

Like a fool.

Thinking that they can relive the past

And that their youth will forever last.

You know that you are young at heart

But old age is tearing us apart so

Enjoy the time of ageing , there is so much

For you to learn and see , as we all try to age gracefully.

© L . RAMS 060116



life and death


Why is it that I feel like I’m losing my mind

Is it because I’m old and going blind ?

Or is it that when we age – life becomes a different stage.

Dementia and Alzheimer’s may set in , but I’ll just take it with a grin

I may not remember what I’ve done , but I’m not the only one.

It is hell when we age and we may have fits of rage

Just remember we’re going back to our childhood

To see if you’ll take care of us like you should.

Don’t put us in an old folks home just so you could be alone

Sickness knows no age , color , or gender – but to it you will surrender.

We may not be around much longer ,we fight but our bodies are weak

And death is much stronger.

Have you heard of anyone outliving death ?

Few may live to be 100 or more – then they will walk through that door.

Life and death are the companions of man and they walk hand in hand

© L . RAMS 050616


you know you’re old when ***

Now that you’re older and no longer sure what to do
Take a step back and look around , at all the beauties that you’ve found
Everyone had their own time era s that they recall
But they should know that you can’t have it all.

Do you recall when you was in your prime
And you felt you had a lot of time.
Well ! Your time didn’t last and now it’s become part of your past.

The beauties of youth , the beauties of life , even the beauties of sacrifice
When in your youth there was not a trace or wrinkle on your face.
Now more health problems start to come in
It’s a battle that you just can’t win

Weight gains, aches and pains , nothing ever stays the same
Age like everything has its pros and cons
And we have to see which outweighs the other.

Being at your age , you don’t have to work another
Fifty years to retire- and the retirement age is becoming much higher.

Yes ! You know you’re old when :
My words become true and you see what I’m going through.
Ha-ha welcome to my world !
© L . RAMS 032216

i enjoyed getting old

The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone is likely to find places no one else has ever been. A. Einstein
I am forwarding this to those on my Seniors email list because it is so well written.
Please send back. ( I did ) It’s neat. Don’t delete this one, you’ll laugh when you see the return message.

As I’ve aged, I’ve become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I’ve become my own friend.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50, 60 &70’s, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will.

I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves, with abandon, if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And, I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years, my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break, when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody’s beloved pet gets hit by a car? But, broken hearts are what give us strength, and understanding, and compassion. A heart never broken, is pristine, and sterile, and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don’t question myself anymore. I’ve even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).


Forward this to at least 7 people, and see what happens on your screen. You will laugh your head off!!!!!!!!!!