Behold, my son, the world's changing;
And you're so young and fresh.
You can run and learn new ways
But I am too old to catch up.
I was young in my time, (sigh)
And a long way have I come...
I did my share of running, too-
A good learner in my day.
I know how you see me
In the sunset of my life;
In your eyes I'm frail and old
A woman with no past.
My journey has been long
There's been many a sacrifice;
Can I teach you my lessons
To save you from that pain?
When I speak and judge you
It comes from experience
And not from ignorance
And you're so young and fresh.
You can run and learn new ways
But I am too old to catch up.
I was young in my time, (sigh)
And a long way have I come...
I did my share of running, too-
A good learner in my day.
I know how you see me
In the sunset of my life;
In your eyes I'm frail and old
A woman with no past.
My journey has been long
There's been many a sacrifice;
Can I teach you my lessons
To save you from that pain?
When I speak and judge you
It comes from experience
And not from ignorance
I now know that's what mothers do.
I also know I'm wrong
You can't learn from my mistakes
You have to make your own
And so it would go on and on.
Beautiful verses..can feel the anguish of growing old..
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