Grandpa

The color grey fills the walls The shrieks of the insane fill the halls All is dark and all is bleak All but the redness upon your cheeks Your body has bound you to a chair Life for you is no longer fair You only travel along by wheels But no one ever asked you how it feels But you know that this is not your place For being here is a disgrace And only by the might of God’s grace Can put a smile upon your face So every morning you wake up Put more black coffee into your cup And work to regain your normal life One free from pain and strife Pass day, week, month, and year You continue this fight without a fear From your goal you do not steer Your family and God you hold dear Your persistence is something I admire Your drive and commitment continue to inspire I hope you never lose that internal fire To walk again; your burning desire