Coffee With Grandpa
Sharing a cup of coffee
With my grandfather,
My one last living elder,
Now in a nursing home.
It's an early sunday morning
And I'm just getting out of
Work at the hospital
After a 12 hour night shift.
Sharing this time and coffee,
Black with just a bit of sugar,
Might be the only comfort I
May be able to offer him today.
Left alone in this place
By his other family,
It's my privilege, my duty,
My pleasure, to just visit.
I doze off on the couch,
He dozes off in his wheelchair,
The coffee grows cold, I get up to go home.
"See you next time around, grandpa."
With my grandfather,
My one last living elder,
Now in a nursing home.
It's an early sunday morning
And I'm just getting out of
Work at the hospital
After a 12 hour night shift.
Sharing this time and coffee,
Black with just a bit of sugar,
Might be the only comfort I
May be able to offer him today.
Left alone in this place
By his other family,
It's my privilege, my duty,
My pleasure, to just visit.
I doze off on the couch,
He dozes off in his wheelchair,
The coffee grows cold, I get up to go home.
"See you next time around, grandpa."
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