When You Are 90 Poem by malini kadir

When feeble limbs
Long for ease
When the bones creak in pain
purpose of life
and its family ties
are all yesteryears
When your eyes,
Can distinguish me no more
From cheese to chalk
Just straight blurred lines that please....
And I bend to kiss your
Sagging hollowed cheeks
With a cheeky
'I love You'
Will I still your smile capture?
In the elusive movement
Perhaps lasting; but a fraction of a second
Will I stir your pulses?
This date with you......
Will you
Unforgettable make?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir