Lucky
I can't believe how lucky I am.
I awake and I wonder, what joys and sorrow
I will see today.
I am so fortunate, I do this every day.
I can so easily touch many lives,
yet never realize the impact I make.
It may be a frightened child
reaching out to a stranger for help
or a familiar cohort getting a
reassuring hug from a trusted soul.
This is a gift not all can have.
Those of us who do bear a large burden,
some we visit daily in the darkness of our dreams.
Others bring out joy and smiles
that last the day and radiate outward for all to see.
I can't believe how lucky I am.
I love my job.
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