<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359409" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Sixty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At sixty, one will surely find<br>There is a very little trace<br>Of fleeting dreams in aging minds -<br>What's left is just some empty space.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At sixty, one finds excess time<br>For sadness and regrets, <br>For unshed tears were lost in years -<br>A place gray memories are set.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At sixty, there is little hope<br>To mend the pained and broken heart, <br>The failing sight now try to grope<br>At all the prospects that depart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At sixty, prayers lost and said<br>Like ghosts now randomly returning -<br>Each night, as one there lays in bed<br>To God his peace he will be making.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'To man belong the plans of the heart, <br> But from the Lord comes the reply of the tongue.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Proverbs 16: 1</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">................................ ................................................. .....................<br>Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello<br>July 24,2009<br>Philippines</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Cynthia+Buhain-Baello">Cynthia Buhain-Baello</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359409" data-title="At Sixty de Cynthia Buhain-Baello" data-description="At sixty, one will surely find There is a very little trace Of fleeting dreams in aging minds - What's left is just some empty space. At sixty, one finds excess time For sadness and regrets, For unshed tears were lost in years - A place gray mem..."></div> </div> </div>

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