Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When
Browse the list below for poems about growing older and aging.
|2005||In View of the Fact||A. R. Ammons|
|2004||Poem at Thirty||Michael Ryan|
|1998||First Gestures||Julia Spicher Kasdorf|
|1997||Two Horses and a Dog||James Galvin|
|1991||to my last period||Lucille Clifton|