A crabbit old women

A crabbit old women.

What do you see?

Are you thinking when you're looking at me?

A crabbit old women, not very wise.

Uncertain of habit with far away eyes,

Who dribbles her food and makes no reply,

When you say in a loud voice, " I do wish you'd try"

Who seems not to notice the things that you do.

And forever is losing a stocking or shoe.

Who quite unresisting,lets you do as you will.

When bathing and feeding,the long day to fill,

Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?

Then open your eyes, you are not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,

As I move at your bidding,as I eat your will,

I'm a small child of ten with a father and mother,

Brothers and sisters who love one another,

A young girl of sixteen with wings on her feet,

Dreaming that soon a true love she will meet,

A bride soon at twenty, my heart gives a leap,

Remembering the vows that I promised to keep,

At twenty-five now I have young of my own.

Who need me to build a secure, happy home,

A women of thirty, my young now grow fast,

Bound to each other with ties that should fast,

At forty,my young sons will soon all be gone,

But my man stays beside me to see I don't mourn,

At fifty,once more babies play around my knee,

Again we know children may loved one and me,

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,

I look at the future, I shudder with dread,

For my young are all busy with young of their own,

And I think of the years and the love that I've known.

I'm an old women now and nature is cruel,

"Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool"

The body it crumbles,grace and vigour depart,

There is now a stone where I once had a heart,

But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,

And now and again my battered girl still swells,

I remember the joys, I remember the pain,

I'm loving and living life over again,

I think of the years all too free, gone too fast,

And accept the stark fact that nothing can last,

So open your eyes, open and see,

Not a crabbit old women, look closer -- See me.

A meaningful poem found from a book.