Memories

Hands are now rough, 

Just two steps are now tough,

Yes! You are old,

A hot day for you is cold.

White is your hairs,

Just like the snow,

How pure you are at heart,

You really don’t know.

Those sparkling eyes

That has seen many phase,

Are so tired,

Slow and hard to gaze.

Gentle were those taps,

That made me dream all day,

Just to remain sleep on your lap,

I would come running all the way.

Folds on your skin,

Have lots to share,

You don’t tell them all,

You only love and care.

With all the pain in you,

You still always smile,

Few moments with you,

Is worth more than a while

With none to be photographed,

None to be framed, 

Some remain in our memories,

With forever as their name.