Growing Old

Feels like yesterday that I came into this world

Laughing and weeping until my throat went sore

Wondering what and who I was

Knowing this fact was a must

Why were people crowding me?

Was I that special to be

Not recognizing who these faces were

Holding on to me like I were silver and gold

Soon, time passed by like a bird’s flight

Several things I realized

I was born and raised

But the memories of my early days were erased

It came to my senses, that one day I were to grow up

   Become independent and on my own stand-up

No longer was I a sobbing baby

What meant to come my way were numerous responsibilities 

Shaking on the inside, what was I going to do?

Panicking because I wasn't ready to adapt to this change out of the blue

Time flew, I had to abide by some duties

I couldn’t change it, this was actuality

Soon, my world completely changed

It now was filled with only solace and many open gates

But one day I saw my body change in front of my eyes

My heart beating vigorously inside

Was it a sin I did?

Or was this how reality begins?

But then I understood, this was the cycle of life

I had to live through it because I was ready to fight

Days became months and months became years 

Now I was alone sitting idly on my chair

My face was wrinkled and my body so numb

I knew my time had come

My end was on its way

Hence I wanted to be gracefully taken away

It was time for me to bid a farewell

For I was drifting into heaven itself.