My job is being loved
First by my creator then by my parents
Now by my family and friends
By my furry friends
Then by wind and sun
By the leaves and flowers
By the trees and fruits
By the flowing streams and brooks
I am getting old and weak
Forgetful and clumsy
Big belly and wobbly legs
Wrinkled face and dim eyes
Still loved
Sinner throughout the whole life
Selfish most of the time
Wandering around without knowing
But I know one thing that I am loved by you!
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