Papa's Love

My papa is a wrinkly man
he sits and smokes his pipe
Next to him he sets his stuff
hes not the sharing type

He shows his love through gestures
grunts and shoves and squeals
tho he never does stuff for him self
he has his very own wheels

They Carry him from room to room
so he can make a fuss
It seems were always wrong
I think the only reason he lives is to pester us

He shows his love while he eats
he gets it on the wall
he makes us get him things up high
he isn't very tall

His hair is always messy
like its never seen a brush
he likes to watch his golf shows
he tells us all to hush

But when it all is over
he still shows us love in ways
And when he finally passes
we may miss him for a day.