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Poems From the Jersey Shore - Life Edition

Timothy is a Christian who enjoys creating visual art and writing. He has a B.S. in Psychology.

Intro:

Life moves fast. Faster than we want the present slips further and further into the past. Yet in our minds we try and hold onto past glories and friendships fearful of letting go because letting go means we are getting older.

Getting older means there are fears one day we will lose our usefulness. When that day comes we will find ourselves siting in a retirement home bidding our time until our end comes and we go home. These poems are dedicated to all those who are still reveling in their glory days.

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Glory Days

Traveled through the maze of youth
Sometimes in a daze
Never fully understanding the
Meaning of my ways
Livin’ life to the fullest
Doin’ all that I could
To soak up each moment
As I knew I should

Glory days
Wonder where they went
So much time gone
So much time youthful spent


My world felt so different
Then the one my parents knew
But now that I am older
I’ve got the same view
Glory days were over in the
Twinkling of an eye
Everything changed
The years passed by
One day your young have the world
In the palm of your hand
The next your raisin’ children
The best way you can

Glory days
Wonder where they went
So much time gone
So much time youthful spent

But glory days do live on
Through a child's eyes
When you see the world anew
As you touch their lives

Glory days
Wonder where they went
So much time gone
So much time youthful spent

Glory Days Revisited

Can’t hold onto memories trying to relive

A bit of past glory, a life you used to live

They’re lost in the past, the sands of time,

Remembered as the Glory Day of your life

Glory Days, Glory Days


Glory Days

Over in the twinkling of an eye

Glory Days

Memories of a life which passed us by


Ran into an old friend just the other day

Talked about past long ago slipped away

Shared old memories lost over time

Becomes a blur, trapped in our minds

But still we try onto those glory days

Keeping alive memories of youthful ways

Taking, dreaming of the way things were

Wishing in our hearts we could go back there

Glory days

Over in the twinkling of an eye

Glory days

Memories of a life passed us by


I walked away wondering when I had grown old

I wish there were some way to put life on hold

But with each new day comes more aches and pains

Still I know in my heart memories I can reclaim

I don’t ever want to let go of my old friends

To me that would just be a signal of the end

But still we try and hold onto those glory days

Keepin alive the memories of our youthful ways

Talking, dreaming of the way things were

Wishing in our hearts we could go back there

Glory days

Over in the twinkling of an eye

Glory days

Memories of a life passed us by


Glory days

Over in the twinkling of an eye

Glory days
Memories of a life passed us by

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I Wanna Go Back

My thoughts return to

times so long ago

Memories of the people,

the places we’d go

We swore our lives were

never gonna change

Our future would hold

more pleasure than pain

Now I know things are

never gonna be the same


I wanna go back,

To the times long gone by

But I know I can’t go back

I wanna go back

Cause I’m over the hill

To retouch all the memories

But I know I can’t go back


It’s funny how your mind works

The places it takes you each day

The people you remember

The things you say


I wanna go back,

To the times long gone by

But I know I can’t go back

I wanna go back

Cause I’m over the hill

To retouch all the memories

But I know I can’t go back

Life Is About

Life is about doing

Not Getting
Life is about growing
Not about sitting still
Life is about helping
Not complaining
Life is about loving
Not about hiding
Life is about smiling
Not frowning
Life is about giving
Not about taking
Life is about listening
Not about bragging
Life is about singing
Not about being quiet
Life is about asking
Not about demanding
Life is about tasting
Not about gorging
Life is about playing
Not about the sidelines
Life is about happiness
Not about sadness
Life is about attracting
Not about repelling
Life is about tomorrow
Not about yesterday
Life is about adding to
Not about subtracting from

All of this leads one final thought
Life is living for eternity
Not about living for the here and now

Working Man’s Blues

I’m a working man

I can’t complain

I go to work each day

To earn my pay

In order to live my life

In a certain way

Still I feel lonely

Still I feel down

There must be more to life

Then workin’ till

You’re in the ground

I’ve got the working man blues

Working man blues blues, blues

The clock crows

The wind blows

I drag myself to work

The time drags

The work lags

Won’t this day ever end

I’ve got the working man blues

I’m a working man

I can’t complain

I go to work each day

To earn my pay

In order to live my life

In a certain way

Still I feel empty
Still I feel lost
There must be more to life
Then each day
Of counting the cost

The clock crows

The wind blows

I drag myself to work

The time drags

My boss nags

The papers are piling up

I’ve got the working man blues
Working man blues, blues, blues
I've got the working man blues

© 2020 Timothy Whitt

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