My Dream Job


My dream job is like a bird soaring for the sky. 

Limitless to the things around it.

Light as feathers but hold so much pressure of the world. 

My dream job has eyes like a eagles. 

I can see anything that lays ahead

My dream is like a beautiful creation

unwilling to give up unwilling to change

My dream wants to heal those who can’t heal themselves 

 I want to be the healing hand 

My dream wants to cause laughter to the sad

laughter that will heal 

My dream is to be the one person to show sympathy 

Show someone that I understand 

Show someone that they are not alone 

My dream is to be know as the “Healer”

The healer to the sick

 And the person with a heart to the poor

My dream job is to be a nurse. 
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