Grey Hair

What nonsense!

How do you despise the milk that strengthened your bones?

You say the limbs that carried you up the mountains of life are now weak.

How dare you say the grey hair is old-fashioned?

Have you been blinded?

by the artificial superficial intelligence of your generation?

Is it not from my heart, you first learned charity?

The principles and precepts of wisdom.

Answer me!

Only a fool will despise milk.

Your limbs were my help.

I plead with you, 

do not think of my desire

for meat and exercises as folly.

Your grey hair is ageless and timeless.

It can never be out of fashion.

But allow me to grow my own hair,

perhaps they can become grey, like yours.

Allow me.