The snow was falling on that Christmas 
Day way back when I was visiting Dad 

In a Nursing Home Room which he shared 
With two other men. However, they were not around 
and the Music from Dads harmonica was 
Really the only sound. 

I told the old lady in the doorway 
That she couldnt come in... 
This room was for the men. 

She was very confused. . . I feared. 
After glancing my way I heard her 
Say, "THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE"?