Wither me wither you, I have something I need to tell you. You see, I turned 90 today a golden age of life.
I know you get frustrated with me because I want to walk without a cane, or when I want to work around my house.
Watching TV is quickly becoming a thing of the past as my eyesight is withering away. Oh what do I do oh what do I do, I really need to tell you.
I fell today and my pride was hurt more than me, it seemed like eternity trying to get to a phone to call you for help.
When you got here you helped me up and started ripping my butt. Use your cane, why were you in there, don't go in there if you need something call us.
I need to tell you something but I'm afraid, my dignity comes into play. I feel like I'm such a burden I really don't know how to say I'm sorry I'm this way. I love you so
very much and I'm not ready to wither away.
So please forgive me when I don't say I need you more and more each day.