You saw me in the morning when I was full of childish promises,
You watched me at noon when I had energy to both work and play,
You talked of me so highly when really there was no need,
When I was still obedient, hardworking, and yet modest.
Now, the creases on my skin show the time that’s passed since then,
The fragile muscles reveal my truer self and bones,
The lines from my frowns show the many failures I have made,
But will you say you love me still, if you caught sight of me today?
As dusk approaches and my memory is no longer fine,
As it gets darker and I am filled with more discouraging thoughts,
As I grow more weary and my eyes aren’t bright with hope,
Will you still love me then, like you did once before?