An elders time

Age cuts like a knife Wrinkled hands can't work forever The young need space soon I walk out of sight As a blizzard closes in My memory stays warm The night feels so cold Stars cannot pierce this storm Waves hold no favor The fish were hungry All that will take must give back I smile, winter feast Fat fish make good food No one goes hungry tonight In the sky I dance Laughter from small ones A ballroom so far above Hearts know no distance