Most Precious Gift

I used to think working in healthcare Was just about the money, but The hardest thing about working in a nursing facility Is when a resident passes away The honor is in knowing you all To be able to assist with you with your needs The real joy is knowing I helped someone Who needed it Listening to their concerns and worries Maybe even joy Without passing judgment Each and everyone of you have touched a small place in my heart As sad as it is knowing you are no longer here It’s the hope knowing you’re in a better place No pain, suffering Rest in peace dear residents For I shall never forget any of you The most precious gift is knowing I could help When one of you needed it Thank you for the gift of being able to knowing each and everyone of you

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