Saturday, 23 September 2017

My job.

My job,
Is to improve for you.
My job is to heal,
To be the glue.
My job is to soothe,
To be the balm,
My job's to protect,
Keep you from harm.
My job's to nuture,
Help you grow,
And provide moral guidance.
Sometimes, the answer is no.
My job is to guide you,
Sometimes teach.
Help you find your way,
And try not to preach.
It's not my job to love you,
That, my heart, is a true pleasure.
Your love, my heart, your care for me,
Is my greatest treasure.

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