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Fifty-Nine Is Traveling Towards Sunset
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Mar 27, 2023
A philosophical number poem for a fifty-nine-year-old about time and the eternal moment:
Fifty-nine is traveling towards sunset.
It’s still quite light, and hours lie ahead.
Fortune still awaits beyond the bend,
Time’s gift to those by rushing dreams still fed,
Yearnings lightly tinged with mixed regrets.
No matter. Life remains a flower bed
In which the moment lingers without end,
Needing, wanting, missing nothing, yet
Embracing what must leaves and petals shed.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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