Poetic Asides Care

Care Giving

I’m not a saint or insane

I make a living giving care

My job’s a blessing and a bane

They now live in my domain

Occasionally it feels unfair

I’m not a saint or insane

Like a family with its strain

Calling for a lot of prayer

My job’s a blessing and a bane

Relentless, like a ball and chain

24/7, I’m always there

I’m not a saint or insane

But still there is much to gain

They have hugs and smiles to spare

My job’s a blessing and a bane

Yes, it’s worth it in the main

I receive and I share

I’m not a saint or insane

My job’s a blessing and a bane