When... Someday

When I grow old one day,
will anyone miss me somewhere?
Will at least one person think of me?
Or will I flip through the poetry collections alone?

When my youth flies away,
will the children fall in love with me again?
When they handle everything on their own,
will I want them to look like me?

When loneliness overwhelms me,
will anyone open the door?
Will my daughter peek behind me?
For a while...just to talk?

Will anyone need me,
when the years pile up without pity?
Or for everyone I will be just...a stranger?
Will I be someone happy with the life he has lived?

Will my son love me again,
when my hair turns to silver?
Then I can't run with him,
but my eyes will probably shine again!

When I grow old one day,
in what will I find beauty?
Probably in the surrounding peace,
and in the happiness full of children!

And while we are still young,
if we appreciate life in small things,
it will give us a treasure of gifts,
namely—Love and Warmth!