Where Will I Be Tomorrow

Where will I be tomorrow

For I'm safe at home tonight,

Will there be clouds of death above me

Or will the sky be clear and bright?

Getting old makes me stop and think

For I've got another pain today,

They come just a little more often

They take longer too go away.

I can't walk these halls like I used to

My legs don't carry me like before,

What used to be a pleasure

Has now become a chore

These eyes that I now strain to see

Have shown beauty through out the years,

But they're old and so very tired

And my vision is blurred by tears.

These hands that helped create a life

That placed the food upon my table,

Are crippled up and wrinkled now

To the point where they're unable.

When you talk to me, talk clearly

Come a little closer to my ear,

Then don't be afraid to speak out loud

For there are times that I don't hear

So as I cope the best I can

While rocking in my chair

I see the silver strains removed

While brushing out my hair.

I'll look the best I can tonight

Because I know you'll soon be here,

I look forward to our visits

For it's almost been a year.

Even through I'm getting older

And this time I have to borrow,

God will guide me through today

But where will I be tomorrow?

             Saif Malik