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