The Old Lady and I

I saw an old lady passing by

She seemed to be so shrewd and wise

Made me think about me when I die

So I stopped and felt like asking her for an advice

Her discreet dress reminded me of my Mom

Always preparing something for me to eat

In the morning: “Hey, wake up son”

“No, please…. some more sleep, just a bit!”

Out on the street still yawning

My head scheduled my entire day

The sun up there still dawning

Me, down here, preparing my way

Days and years went by

And that old lady got older

But every time I see her smile I sigh

Because I know the time grows colder

But there she stood like a tree

Ninety five years had passed in that heart

She was old and grey but still worked like a bee

Though time was merciless, it could not take her apart

I want to be as tough as she is

Defying storms, wind and rain

Although wrinkled, lives in bliss

Forgiving problems, grudges and pain