Cynthia BuhainBaello (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)
I find how swiftly Time has flown!
Seems like the years that I have known
Were with me here just yesterday
But now my hair has turned to gray!
How fast indeed, I've now grown old
Though sands of time I try to hold
My finish line's almost in view
Remaining days spent in review.
Reflecting on what I shouldn't have done
The many chances that were all gone
Still in my heart, I am quite content
That God had moved me to repent.
So these my last days will be my best
For in His care I have put my rest,
My hope is sure, to this I rejoice-
For soon I will hear my Savior's voice!
All rights reserved~~ Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~10.08.13
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