Pawpaw's Prayer
When he suffers, I suffer
When he sheds a tear, my heart breaks
His struggles become my struggles
I can taste his desire for independence
Trapped in a body that no longer
Adheres to his commands
Treated as an infant
By those who do not understand
He begs for people to listen
He pleads for a moment alone
He fights for a chance to try by myself
And, at night, he prays...
And I cry...
If only I could take your place
If only I could make you whole
if only I could take you back to yesterday
But I am allowed only to stand by your bedside
And, at night, I pray with you.
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