we will be old
we will be old
rough walks
tough talks
blessing hands
symbolises grands
grand fathers
grand mothers
bond with traditions
but liquid hearts
touch their chords
with sweet words
enjoy in their wrinkled worlds
I will be old
you will be old
old will be times
times will fly
all the souls will wander in sky
let us be humble to them
share their joys
share the sorrows
to make
joyful our tomorrows!
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