I shall not leave you alone in the wind
Unable to defend from its sometimes harsh whip
That pulls limbs loosely separating your once steady walk
I watch you walking
A lonely walk
A forgotten skip from youth
A stumble from a pebble beneath your foot
Your pocketbook adds to the tipping of a toddler
Slightly sloping shoulders
Bending from age
I am there
I am beside you in the wind with providence

Lepadah