You take a breath
warm of deep thoughts
searching your own within
I look askance
at your sagging skin
holding my breath, tight
towards your age -
We're you not
the one, that
used to
take me by my hands
in the past as your child
and
lovingly would envelope me
by your warmth
soothing my heart and mind
What pales you now
to search your within
Were I not the one -
You remember;
The one that still guard you age
reciprocating my love to you, Mother!
Keep your faith
by my skin and bones -
That
To you that I have transplanted
in all faith and lovingness