Always Falling Down Poem by Peter Strugnell

like most tiny children i was always falling down
you`d always help me up with a concerned frown
i could always count on you without question
i took your love and in return gave little recognition

the seasons of life are changing and changing fast
we are all getting older we don`t eternally last
we are unsure in mind and unsure of foot
you always did give so much more than you took

life turns full circle, autumn leaves turn to brown
like tiny children oncemore, we are always falling down
it`s much harder this time to call out for aide
after all you`ve lived through, you don`t need no nursemaid

but you can lean on me for as long as i`m able
it`s your turn to receive, coz there`s been a turning of tables
to be in need of some help there is no shame
you gave without question you never once complained

they`re inviting you now, into the waiting room
it`s a one way ticket and it`s come too soon
it`s a bitter pill to swallow and there`s more to come
but we want the best for you, your loving son