My Old City

Are you the same old city I wonder

The green grass that caressed my tiny feet, now feels hard

Those open grounds we carelessly roamed in

Have disappeared in the towering inns

Are you the same old city I wonder

In the meadows, I remember myself roll

But today my old age has taken a toll

The breeze then fluttered my hair

I think that was a different air

Are you the same old city I wonder

Now when I see you through my cane

Nothing appears sane

For gone are those days

And the then me

My city has got a new identity