My Grandpa once owned a business
He was chairman of the board.
But now he just sits quietly
As one of a growing hoard

Of people who are awaiting
The next thing they’re to do.
Breakfast is a ten o’clock
Arts and crafts at two.

An afternoon activity
A movie or pleasant talk.
When it’s nice, he goes outside
For a slow and peaceful walk.

“Once I held sway whenever I spoke.
I dazzled with brilliance and told a great joke.
I came out on top, in business and life.
I had a great future, a wonderful wife.”

He’s in here but he is slipping
Quickly and oh so far.
You’ve come to say hello to him
But he may not know who you are.

He’d hate it if you felt sorry
For what he now must bear.
See, he once lived a fabulous life
His hand’s been more than fair.

Please do come back for a visit
He has good days and bad.
He just may spark and be himself
And then you will be glad

That you have made the effort
To come and say hello.
Cause grandpa’s still inside here
That’s what you need to know.