Getting old gracefully
Is good and nice.
But when you don't have
The strength to do
Even a simple task,
And when you have
To depend upon someone,
Younger than you,
And who has a special
Skill in electrical
And sanitary work,
You feel very much
Why God has made us
to become old and
Useless even to
Do small and tiny
tasks?
How have we to
Depend on
them with special
Skills
And you can't blame
them for they all
Are busy to run their
lives and
save some money
For their future.
How I wish to be young
or Capable enough
to do
Some small things
like changing the bulb,
Like lifting small bags,
Like going to market
And buy and carry
A a half a kilo
Of vegetables
or fruits.
Oh! God! Give me
Enough strength
to do such things.
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