Here you can find some poems already written like the ones we have
provided below or you can have one written specifically about the
retiree. A great way to have one written would be to provide the
writer with specific information about the retiree so they are able to
make the poem very detailed. It can be made to be funny or serious
or a way to send your wishes.
Today you will retire,
And a new life
May you have the time to do all you want,
And may you feel the
Congratulations on your retirement.
a joyous time in everyones life
When they get to say goodbye
To the everyday
hustle and bustle!
Take time for yourself!
Life is a song - sing it.
is a game - play it.
is a challenge - meet it.
is a dream - realize it.
is a sacrifice - offer it.
is love - enjoy it.
May you always have work for your hands to
May your pockets hold always a coin or two.
May the sun shine bright on your windowpane.
May the rainbow be certain to follow each
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
And may God fill your heart with gladness to
Irish Blessing Quotes
It's not as bad a world,
As some would like to make it;
But whether it's good or bad,
Depends on how you take it.
praise the Frenchman,
His remark was shrewd,
sweet, how passing sweet is solitude!
grant me still a friend in my retreat,
may whisper, Solitude is sweet.
Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
the sounding furrows;
for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset,
and the baths
of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
and see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides;
we are not now that strength which in old
days moved the earth and heaven;
that which we
are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate,
but strong in
will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to
I have no Yesterdays,
took them away;
Tomorrow may not be Ė
Pearl Yeadon McGinnis
An elegant sufficiency, content,
Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books,
Ease and alternate labour, useful life,
Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven!
Fear no more the heat o' th' sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages.
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone and ta'en thy wages.
Challenges Of Retirement
is like becoming a new mother,
hassles and challenges of raising a child.
like youíve been thrown into a different life,
what is familiar and wild.
if times feel strange at first,
find your way.
soul searching is all you need,
certainly be more than okay.
Retirement - Its all in how you play the
game, isnít it?
Let's see now. How will I know when I am a
Some places give me a senior's discount at
55, some at 60 and some at 65.
My government pension will be sent to me
when I am 65.
My company will arbitrarily retire me at 65.
(I'm going to beat them to the punch and retire at 60.)
So that means that parts of our society
think 'senior' begins at 55.
How will I personally know?
Well, with a little bit of luck, I don't
think I'll ever know.
It's all in how you play the game, isn't it?
As I Grow Old
God keep my heart
attuned to laughter,
When youth is done;
When all the days are gray days,
coming after the warmth, the sun.
God keep me then from bitterness, from
When life seems cold;
God keep me always loving and believing
Funny Birthday Poems
Here's to the one who smiles
When life rolls along like a song,
And here's to the one who can smile
When everything is going dead wrong.
Happy Birthday Quotes
Youíve did it, you
No more alarm
clocks or early mornings,
And schedules are
Now its time to do
The things you
love to do.
else at the door,
Its time for your
interests to pursue.
So enjoy these
next few days,
Where things will
feel kind of weird.
But donít worry
that will fade away quickly,
And soon after all
you will want to do is cheer!
Life is mostly froth and bubble.
Two things stand like stone:
Dodging duty at the double,
Leaving work alone.
An Ode to Old Age ~
There's quite an art to falling apart as the
years go by,
And life doesn't begin at 40.
That's a big fat lie.
My hair's getting thinner, my body is not:
The few teeth I have are beginning to rot.
I smell of Vick's Vapo Rub, not Chanel #5;
My new pacemaker's all that keeps me alive.
When asked of my past, every detail I'll
But, what was I doing 10 minutes ago?
Well, you get the idea, what more can I say?
I'm off to read the obituary, like I do
If my names there,
I'll once again start -
perfecting the art of falling apart.