Here are some P's.

pa, pabulum, pace, pacemaker


Poor pa so old, he can barely get to his feet,
He use to be such a strong man, watching him dance was a treat.

His lucid thoughts seem to be floating in oblivion,
he can't chew his food, so we feed him baby pabulum.

When a young man, he'd meet me at school, and home we'd race,
those were the good old days before time slowed his pace.

Yep my dad use to be a wild man, a real shucker and shaker,
now at age 96, just to keep his heart beating he wears a pacemaker.

No matter the trouble or the work he is now,
I pray he'll live forever to the good Lord, as I bow.