Hers were the arms that held me
When I cry over a trifle
Or when I trip and hurt myself
She'd always been there
Nurturing, guiding, and always
Just loving
Hers were the eyes that
Saw through my flaws and lies
And the reason for each of my sighs
Hers were the heart that taught me
About courage and strength of will
To face every difficulty
Hers were the arms that held me
The eyes that saw through me
And the heart that taught me
Hers are the arms that
are now too frail
The eyes that are now too blurry
and hers are the heart that now falters
Life made a joke of her
and I watch
as she succumbs to the horrid fate of those
Who grow old.
