April 1

I am an old woman
broken down but patient
i've seen every sunrise
that this world has to show

I sit here waiting
watching the clouds pass
I've said my goodbyes, anyways
I'm the only one left

My fingers are knarled
my feet are twisted
my knees shake when i'm standing
I can't walk up the stairs

For a while I was happy
For a while I as sorry
Now I sit here watching
since impatience has passed

This world is indifferent
beautiful but blind
the last thing I´ll see
are my slow closing eyes