I live with my parents and see them every day. Often I am busy with studies, problems ... And I do not notice at all how my closest two little people grow old. But it happens, and I see it. I notice that they find in their gray hair, their health is weakening, the first wrinkles appear ...
After that, my heart cries and I understand: “Parents are aging, and I grow up. But let you walk in huge glasses, your whole face will be in wrinkles, and you will forget everything in the world, I will still love you for everything. Do not think that I will consider you old men. Not. You will always be my dearest and loved ones. ”