For many years I led the way
until you joined me at my side.
Now you're striding out in front,
and leaving me behind.

Sometimes, I have called you back
and you have answered as before
but my voice is getting weak,
the miles between too far.

For you have your own roads to tread
and your own loved ones walk behind.
Until they start to catch you up,
your time is theirs, not mine.

It seems that I must let you go
but if when days are dark you feel
you need my love, you know I'll come.
'Til then, I walk alone.