Papa bear, get up!
He sets up.
I have something special for you today.
It's chocolate day!
He grins.
His mind spins.
Back to his long war days!
What about me, the amputee says.
I love chocolate too!
I say, I have enough for the both of you.
They both knew.
The chocolate takes them back to war rations.
They eat it with uncontrollable passions.
Saying nobody has ever brought them, chocolate in a nursing home before.
It hits to my core as I'm walking out the door.
I sadly wonder how many on this floor,
haven't had a chocolate day?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem