When I am very old and cannot walk,
come sit with me awhile, and talk
of paths where we have strolled
together, or apart.
When I am very old and cannot see,
could you read the Bible, maybe,
or a cherished book
to give light to my heart?
When I am very old and cannot hear,
do not shout, just stand quite near
and touch me while you speak,
so I can feel your words.
When I am very old and out of touch
with what used to matter much,
be patient, hold me then,
as once I held you.
When I am very old and do not know
even that you come and go
about my lonely room
your love will keep me true.
When I am very old, your love will guide
my body and my mind and soul
across the bridge of years
to Life, and calm my fears.
[from Messengers of God,  Barclay Press, 1996, used here by permission of the author]
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