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Steph Dionisio Aug 2014
My heart melts, every time I look at you.
You can make me feel happy and blue.
You are leaving me many questions,
and it affects my emotions.

I want to ask you untold things.
Something that you can give meanings.
Despite that, I don't know where to start.
Because I have this hesitating heart.

The length of our life has a big gap.
Please tell me, is growing up a huge trap?
You had this strong body before,
but now you are weak- looking poor.

Are you ready to face the end?
Is there something you want to mend?
Did you find the meaning of life?
Was there a thing that you didn't strive?

After some years, I will be in your place,
though it isn't sure yet, I'm carried by His grace.
Even to your old age, you inspire me.
I see you as a person, stronger than a tree.

I may not know you or the things you did,
but here is a poem for you I bid.
I hope you find the things you are looking for.
Just remember, great things can be found in our Creator.
This poem is dedicated to all the old people. I am sending you my warm thoughts and prayer. God loves you!

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