Verse 1
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When did I become this old,
was it yesterday or today?
Was it long ago I grew bold?
Is there away to tell or say?
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Verse 2
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In the Spring I was a youth,
I can tell because of the others.
I was taught to tell the truth,
as the actions of sisters and brothers.
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Verse 3
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Is it more mature I've become?
Or just more secure today to know?
Maybe just an old fool to some?
It is not just for ego this to show.
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Verse 4
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If I am old then what is young?
Is age counted in wisdom or years?
Does it require the control of the tongue?
Or was because of the shedding of many tears?
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Verse 5
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Is the language of the old, the wise,
the language I now am able to understand?
Thus I am required now to both advise,
and to take a firm position or solid stand.
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Verse 6
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My parents told me once long before,
I'd become to recognize myself as them.
Yes I see some resemblance in my core,
my love and thanks for the goodness I send.
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Verse 7
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Life is hard enough with out this to know.
I've gotten older while still feeling young.
My body isn't what it used to be to show,
I now have to listen to the old song sung.
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Verse 8
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Now I hear more clearly the cries of others;
yet the feelings come from Father above -
that these are my sisters and brothers,
who now stand in need of all my love.
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Verse 9
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Is this an allusion I have today to see
that I've matured enough to help another?
Or is this the old fool telling on a me,
thus I'm no better or worse than a brother?
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Verse 10
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When did I become old and somewhat
different than the child in me at play?
Or am I still the child and the adult not,
pretending to be different than what I pray?
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