A Day In My Life
Just a day in my life,
So there I was, after being at home for a year
stepping into a community centre
With no experience, just my wit and big mouth
from being a secretary, a position of project coordinator was created
so little me, could hone my skills…
The most rewarding part would have to be
The privilege of working with abused women
their stories were scary,
sometimes crying with them seemed to be the best option
To comfort them, words were never enough
but in the end they stepped out,
Some went back into the situation,
While others who stayed strong became the success stories,
My sincere hope is that those that went back, have been empowered to know
That it’s not supposed to be that way...
Contest: The Work You Do
Placed: 3rd
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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