Free Retirement Poems

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When you search for retirement poems online, they will yield two results. There are free retirement poems and for sale. You don’t have to worry if your research will direct you to the ones that require you to take out some money from your wallet, because you are still left with other option – the free retirement poems.

The free retirement poems you can find on the internet are not only available for you to read, but also you can use them as retirement gift ideas or for which might inspire you to write one in your own words. That is if you prefer to have original ones. But, there’s more! You can also make them part of your retirement speech. As a matter of fact, some of the sample free retirement poems are specially made so that some of the words rhyme with toast. Here is an example of free retirement poems that could be inserted after rendering your speech and before the retirement toast:

This final time you leave your post
Your workmates here would like to boast
We’ve wished you the most
Happy life – down on the coast
While we continue here –
In our daily work engrossed.
And with that,
Let us together toast
You
Our friend and colleague (name)

Or, you can have the option to change some of the wordings to best suit the one who is retiring. For instance, if the person who is retiring is not spending his time at the coast, you could fill in something that would still rhyme with toast for as long as it makes sense, of course!

If you need free retirement poems that are of humorous message, this is a good example:

Warning
Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin candles, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three more pounds of sausage at a go
Or only bread and pickles for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.