Criss cross lines on his face showed the age and experience,
We judge and he didn’t that is the difference.
His blue eyes as deep as a sea,
Could see what we cannot see.
When he raised his hand,
Was to bless someone on the land.
We judged him again and again,
But we soon forget from where it all began.
The unconditional support and love,
All he always asked for is to be beloved
So, remember…Time will pass & the old leaves will fall,
And it will apply to us all..
P.S. Love elders and old age people always…they are the best gift to us…image from Google
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