On a busy road
She walked in her elegance
People cursed behind her back
They were bothered by her presence

In the race of rabbits
She was the lone turtle
But what could she have done
Age had robbed away her throttle

Dumped by her kids
Left alone by her mate
But never once in her life
Did she curse her own fate

Living with her friends
In that old age home
She was thankful to them
To lend her an affectionate dome

But she had sneaked out today
Through a back gate
After a very long time
She was out on a date

Taking her baby steps
She trodded down the street
Balancing with her cane
Trusting her fragile feet

But the world didn't like that
They wanted her to run
Troubling the dear oldies
Gave them an unknown fun

She could see the stop there
Just twenty steps ahead
But for her, it was far
As if a distant fade

She heard the honk from far
A tiny red round the corner
It slowly became large
As it came near and near

The bus to her dreams
Last bus of the day
No, she can't miss this
Not at all, not today

She was about to take those steps
Catch that last bus
When that always-in-a-hurry teenager
Made all the fuss

She was pushed to the floor
She tripped on her toes
As she saw the bus vanish
Much to her woes

The bus to her dreams
Last one of the day
Was now forever gone
Leaving her alone on this special day

Leaving her shattered on this special day...

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"Everyone has dreams
May it be old or young
Because age doesn't matter
It's the heart that remains young"