When black turns to grey ....

When my eyes grow dim

with fading vision

And my black hair

turns a silvery grey

When my limbs start

aching and shaking

And my wobbly feet

can no longer walk

When my ears close

and hearing dims

And voices of loved ones

grow faint by the day

When I need a shoulder

to lean on for strength

And help me through

my twilight years

Will you still love me

and walk beside me?

Will you hold my hand

and guide me?

As I once sheltered

you my beloved child

When you were just

a helpless babe?

- Miru