Growing Old
Growing Old
Feels like yesterday that I came into this world
Laughing and weeping until my throat went sore
Wondering what and who I was
Knowing this fact was a must
Why were people crowding me?
Was I that special to be
Not recognizing who these faces were
Holding on to me like I were silver and gold
Soon, time passed by like a bird’s flight
Several things I realized
I was born and raised
But the memories of my early days were erased
It came to my senses, that one day I were to grow up
Become independent and on my own stand-up
No longer was I a sobbing baby
What meant to come my way were numerous responsibilities
Shaking on the inside, what was I going to do?
Panicking because I wasn't ready to adapt to this change out of the blue
Time flew, I had to abide by some duties
I couldn’t change it, this was actuality
Soon, my world completely changed
It now was filled with only solace and many open gates
But one day I saw my body change in front of my eyes
My heart beating vigorously inside
Was it a sin I did?
Or was this how reality begins?
But then I understood, this was the cycle of life
I had to live through it because I was ready to fight
Days became months and months became years
Now I was alone sitting idly on my chair
My face was wrinkled and my body so numb
I knew my time had come
My end was on its way
Hence I wanted to be gracefully taken away
It was time for me to bid a farewell
For I was drifting into heaven itself.