Failing

With what words
Lingering unspoken, unremembered
Which would ring tinny in my ears
Could I describe the joys and sorrows
And how much of each
Blending and diminished with years

I loved once, or more than once,
Or many times through my days
When heartbeats firmly called out to lovers.
Answers sighing on the wind.
Through sunrises and sunsets
Hands held and whispered breaths

I once was strong, unyielding
Confident in myself
Now, back bent I shuffle
Softly spoken, but not asking for help