Golden Years, Ya Right!
For so long I waited for those “Golden Years”
I ‘m there now and all they are, are Golden Tears.
When you’re young and don’t know any better,
You wish time would fly fast, to the letter.
Hoping not to slave for a boss anymore,
Thinking to yourself, “Boy, I will sure score.”
To relax, enjoy life, and have loads of great fun.
To do the things I dreamt, and to get them done.
Ya right, you work hard, saving for that time,
Sickness befalls you, there goes that dime.
Your parents never told you this when you were young.
It surely must have been a slip of their tongue.
Now, it’s too late, your parents are gone,
Leaving you to figure out this new dawn.
You do your very best, in these “Golden Years,”
Living from day to day, experiencing brand new fears.
Will I fall? Will tomorrow be my last day?
Will I die in my bed, on the pillow I lay?
I take it one day at a time, or even one minute at a time,
So, it leads me to move at a slower pace and slower climb.
God planned it this way, not my mom and dad.
I know this now, so there’s no need to get mad.
For I play with time as it comes my way,
I’m just glad God woke me for another day…
Of the precious “Golden Years,”
Full of those precious Golden Tears.
About this poem
This poem I wrote because I'm retired, worked many years and saved for a nice retirement and Cancer hit my husband and diabetes hit me. So, this poem is what came out.
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Written on October 12, 2024
Submitted by debraw.71122 on October 12, 2024
Modified by debraw.71122 on October 12, 2024
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Scheme | AABBCCDDEEFFGGAAHHEEIIHHAA |
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,236 |
Words | 266 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 26 |
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