Oh! He comes from wide He doesn't talk a lot He said in obvious ,"I don't come to compliment A beauty that makes minds busy , Telling about their influence In hearts those may be fallen And run after their intelligence I don't come to say how love Changes the world And make the poor kind And forced into mind To make it good and kind I come to say Do you mention the older? Mother or father When they got older Who pays attention? Who mentions? Or they must enter the home For old age to get care And visited them for a while Then forget them at time They wanted great care Then when they dead A big sad appeared A large mercy occurred And a lot of cry If a bit of mercy was noticed And little f sad for them was appeared And small smile was remarked When they were a live These will give their soul High level of faith The God will thank The angel will mention The heavens will open Their door to enter Help the older Smile with brilliant Makes their world Get happy for them To get same reward When you become older As age they are in appear