Everything you See

What do you see, Nurse... what do you see?

Are you thinking - when you check me out:

A crabbed elderly person, not extremely savvy;

Dubious of propensity with far-away eyes,

Who spills her food and makes no answer

At the point when you say in a noisy voice 'I really do wish you'd attempt.'

Who appears to be not to see the things that you do

What's more, perpetually is losing a stocking or shoe;

Who, opposing or not, allows you to do as you will

With washing and taking care of, the drawn out day to fill.

That you're thinking, is that the thing you see?

Then open your eyes, nurture. You're not checking me out!

I'll let you know my identity as I stay here so still.

As I move at your offering, eat at your will:

- I'm a little offspring of ten with a dad and mother,

Family who love each other;

- A little kid of sixteen with wings on her feet,

Dreaming that soon an affection she'll meet;

- A lady at twenty, my heart gives a jump,

Recalling the commitments that I vowed to keep;

- At 25 now I have youthful of my own

Who need me to construct a safe, blissful home.

- A lady of thirty, my young presently develop quick.

Bound along with ties that ought to endure.

- At forty, my young children have grown up and gone,

Yet, my man's adjacent to me to see I don't grieve;

- At fifty again pampers play 'round my knee

Again we know youngsters, my friends and family and me...

Dim days have arrived, my significant other is dead.

I take a gander at the future, I shiver with fear.

For my young are raising youthful of their own,

Also, I consider the years

what's more, the adoration that I've known.

I'm an elderly person now, and nature is horrible.

'Tis her quip to make advanced age seem to be an idiot.

The body, it disintegrates, effortlessness and energy withdraw.

There is a stone where I once showed at least a bit of kindness.

Be that as it may, inside this old cadaver a little kid actually stays,

What's more, presently again my bittered heart expands;

I recollect the delights, I recall the aggravation

also, I'm adoring and carrying on with life over once more;

I consider the years, very much barely any, gone excessively quick

What's more, acknowledge the unmistakable truth that nothing can endure;

So open your eyes, medical attendant, open and see...

not a crabbed elderly person.

Look nearer... see me!