The Lucky Ones

Sittin in the nursing home. My Gramma is the belle of the ball. She has about 12 visitors. We took over the "Sun Room". Im sure she will get some jealous abuse at Bingo later. I imagine I may not see her alive again. Then again there are people living here that look like they've been dead for years. They lay in their beds with their mouths open starring at the ceiling. The lucky ones. The people who didnt have cancer or a heartattack or a stroke.