If I Shall Grow Old 2k13

If these eyes shall become blinded, and if this hair shall come to be combed thinly and grey; No, it would not be the end of the world. I would still see beauty therein this world through the songs of Crickets and Feathered Songsters. The breeze would yet whisper and trees still dance. I would yet smell the freshly bloom of Spring. I'd still endure Summer's sweltering heat. I'd yet feel Autumn's leaves crunch 'neath these toes. I'd still long to be fireside with Winter. Disabled or not, perhaps I'd yet walk therein wonderful imagination. How I'd be forever young at heart! Then just as one journey came to an end, I'd indeed greet another with a smile.