If I Shall Become of Age

When I shall become of age.

( A tribute to Queeny 97  )

By Sydney Emmanuel©2012



In this “city with no Pity”

I am not young, I am not pretty

And I am not nice to see

-Don’t close your heart to me.

Young, full of life have I been

Smart , witty,  awesome!

But now time’s about to come

And soon I’ll have to die.



But don’t give me your rage

Because I am old and frail

That is just life’s trail

If I shall become of age.



If I shall become of age

I don’t need much, you see;

For  I will not live long

I just need to live among

Nice people who love me.



When I shall become of age

Don’t shut your heart on me,

My life has turned the page

Old am I, as it has to be.



So, when I shall become of age

It’s another situation.

Be collected, calm and with no rage

You must show me your compassion.

I don’t need much you see,

Because life may not be long

But I just need to live among

Those, who love me.

Don’t shut your heart to me

I just need to die among

Those, who love me.

“Please Mother …Pray for me”.

“Mother Mary…Pray for me”.



End



  It could be to anyone, But this Poem is a tribute to a client of mine, now deceased. 97 years old, was she. Mothered nine children and brought them up must of the time without husband. The first, and the two last verses;  “City with no Pity and Mother + Mother  Mary pray for me” are hers. God Bless her soul.