#8: PRAYER FOR PARENTS OF GROWN CHILDREN
That age not touch you nor sully your strength
Grow old with me, stay with me
That I will not bury you before I die.
Let my lifeblood seep into yours
That I may take on the weakness of age
And you remain young.
The loss of you would shatter my universe
A black hole remaining where your presence
Has been everything:
My life, my love, my existence.
The shadows creep forward on Time's sundial
Like Hezekiah, I will them to turn back.