Because once when you were young and bold
you did not leave me to rot alive among
bodies without souls or fall dead among walls
I will not let you die altogether

Because, fresh and clean, you took me
out by the hand, to freedom and brought spring leaves
in bundles into my house I shall not
let you be grown over with weeds and forgotten.

And because you met the status of my
first grey hairs like a son with pride
greeting their terror with a child's joy.
I shall not let you go grey into men's hearts.