One of our recruitment team found this poem called The Care Worker - TopicsExpress



          

One of our recruitment team found this poem called The Care Worker - what do you think? I wake them up, I get them dressed, I brush their hair so they look their best. I make their bed and wash their clothes, The Little things that no one knows. I hold their hand when they are scared, I talk to them when no one’s there. I give them a friend when they are alone, I treat them like family, like one of my own. And when it’s time to save a life, I keep my heart strong, and hold my head high. I wait till it’s over, when everything’s done, When the house has gone quiet the emptiness comes. So please don’t judge me, when you think I don’t care, I look after your family, when you are not there.
Posted on: Mon, 12 May 2014 08:33:14 +0000

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