arqios

when you are old

when you are old

When morning cradles you in gentle glow,

And kettle’s whisper stirs your sleepy mind,

Recall how laughter helped our spirits grow,

And spread warm light in every heart you find.

Many cherish the brightness of your smile,

And treasure stories from your steady hand.

But one will hold kindness through every mile,

Know quiet strength through all time’s shifting sand.

Pull out that album, turn it, leaf by leaf,

And count each tender moment captured there--

How every image bear both joy and grief,

And shows us deeply of your love and care.

And when twilight shifts softly on your day,

And quiet wraps the rooms you’ve warmed so well,

Feel our friendship echo where shadows play,

A gentle song no passing hour could quell.