Rejoinder

Grandma, you're old
your hair's turned gray
don't laugh and play
like teenage brats.
That's not your forte
You should be wise
and sedate too
The years you.ve lived
are in the past
What makes you think
you'll forego age
and live life fast?
Look around, you'll see
old people sleeping
Take a cue, be like them
quit this useless weeping.

Child, you're young
you cannot know
the joys of being old;
You see my hair's turned gray
You don't see I've turned gold.
Potholes on life's path
I've crossed
And seen the winds
of change
Followed arduous tasks
in duty's name
It's time for me
to spread my wings
kept folded too long
to look around
savor my world
enjoy my song and dance.