When My Way Was Dark
Me As A Nurse
There is no fame or fortune attached to my name,
Nor is there a mansion that I call my home,
My earthly possessions would fit in my car,
And yes..I am surviving alone.
Some days I am visited by frustration and despair,
Which I try very hard to conceal,
Fearing to affect the happiness of others,
Not wanting them to know the depression I feel.
Perhaps on those days when my eyes speak the truth,
For it is in the eyes where you cannot tell lies,
And when I say things in my life are just great,
All can see in my heart how it cries.
I am thankful that I'm not all alone on those days,
And that God is always here by my side,
The one living spirit I can talk with,
Who understands life can be a rough ride.
Peering into my own heart is important for me,
And I must admit I am proud what lies within,
I have always felt love and compassion for those,
Who struggle with life..and where they have been.
As a nurse I thank God for providing me the tools,
For comforting the sick and the dying,
And allowing through me to carry his love,
To all the souls that were frightened and crying.
For many years I was able to give all that I had,
Putting my own health and well being at stake,
Until suddenly like a nightmare it took over,
My doctor told me I had stayed way too late.
So now I'm unable to continue in my life,
The one thing that once kept me going,
But when I stop and take notice at what's in my heart,
I believe that I am a person worth knowing.
~valentyne~ lang. ©
In The Garden
Elvis Presley
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