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At 60

AT 60 For 60 summers, I am With memories wrinkled As age has conceived What time had committed. And mark the day with a chiffon cake One sturdy candle at the center A wish to whisper only once But no one bothered what was said. I think now of those decaying decades Old and dearly friends I hardly meet Share a bit of the sugarless pieces Bland to the hardest crisp. How many faces become vague? Lowly sounds shrill my ears with daze How long ago has there been a gift? And one lonely lamp beside my crib? Such thoughts remain qualms Agonizing my spirit When autumn begins, I shall be A tiny leaf among the heap To be raked, ashed and dust off Hibernate underneath the cold earth To sprout again, perhaps never On any spring, thereafter.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/15/2024 9:01:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 3/21/2016 10:45:00 PM
laureano eric garayblas, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/15/2016 8:08:00 PM
LAUREANO, I like every line of your poem above. Thank you for sharing. ** SKAT **
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Date: 11/23/2009 4:33:00 PM
By the looks of the brilliant poems I am reading it looks like you all have new ink pens. I wish you all a wonderful week filled with love and inspiration. Happy Thanksgiving to all that celebrate. Love, Carol
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