Before my eyes

Copyright © February 7, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Fall apart before my eyes,
and in front of those 
who do provide
the care that is required.

These givers of the care 
who in reality,
need care in and of themselves.

So where in does the justice lie,
world that would torment you, 
with more years than required
to live the life you've lived?

the age of your age nipping at your heels,
ripping at your throat for the blood,
that is your years, so many, so long.

You here,
walking beyond those
who pass before,
daughter and soon son I fear.

Helplessly I watch, 
as nothing can I do,
but all that I can do,

to make your time as bearable
as can be born 
in whatever I can?

I can not bear your age for you,
and take away your pain,
but only hold your hand
and tell you of my love for you,
and hope you understand,

I would wear your shoes for you 
and walk them all the miles,
but it's something I can't do,
for this is your life's trial.

And your "Not guilty"
but still you do the time.