When I Grow Old
Remember to tell my son
That indeed respect is vital
For mutual growth
Perhaps I could be dumb
Unable to narrate to him
But when you pass by
Remind him my words
When I Grow Old
Remember to tell my son
To do good deeds
To other people
Perhaps I could be blind
Unable to see his actions
But when you pass by
Remind him my words
When I Grow Old
Remember to tell my son
To talk sense out of his mouth
Not to annoy other people
Perhaps I could be deaf
Unable to perceive his words
But when you pass by
Remind him my words
When I Grow Old
Remember to unite my people
Make peace out of them
Perhaps I could be lame
Unable to walk
But when you pass by
Remind them my words
When I Grow Old
Remember to take care of me
Give me hope to live long
Even if you know I’m about to die
Perhaps I could be weak
Unable to support myself
But when you pass by
Remember my words
©the_wity
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