<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=504571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The object of love changes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once when I was a lad<br>My mother was my cynosure.<br>Then my wife, then my children.<br>Now at my old age, <br> It is my tiny granddaughter, <br>Who alone now requites her love.<br>14.12.2000, Pmdi</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rm.+Shanmugam+Chettiar">Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar</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=504571" data-title="The object of love changes de Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar" data-description="Once when I was a lad My mother was my cynosure. Then my wife, then my children. Now at my old age, It is my tiny granddaughter, Who alone now requites her love. 14.12.2000, Pmdi"></div> </div> </div>

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