Home is the place where the laughter should ring,
And man should be found at his best.
Let the cares of the day be as great as they may,
The night has been fashioned for rest.
Some look at work as a burden they must shoulder and indeed it is a heavy yoke to bear. To a lucky few, work is a place to express their creative spirit. As we know there are some who cannot find a job to support themselves with honor. It is indeed a privilege to be able to support oneself.
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Who are you to refer to us
As "Only" a CNA?
We're the ones who wash and dress
My mom was in a nursing home for 3 yrs. She had lost her legs from above the knee down which made
it very hard for her. She relied on these girls because she had no choice but they ALL...
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
A BOSS is someone who comes in early and stays late.
A BOSS is someone who says the nice things to cheer us up and the bad things to settle us down.
A BOSS is a janitor who cleans up messes and sweeps them under the rug! No just kidding!
A BOSS is a coach who stands behind their staff and says, "We are a team" and "There is no I in team!"
LOVE THIS POEM !!
I just started a new job, and this poem is all about the Manager/Director of my Dept. in Customer Service.
He is the man to work for !!
Kuuuuudoooooos to him !!
A brave nurse, that she is.
She faces her fears for us,
By whipping on her scrubs and gloves
Each day with no fuss.
I'm in nursing school. The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. I've lost so much and so many to COVID and the idea of helping someone's family member recover from...
Give me less and expect more,
Increase the number of students-unscored.
Yes, increase them to where they sit out the door,
But I'll exceed. I'm an educator.
I am an educator in a school where the principal would be seen after break running with a meter or so long whip and chasing students back to class. This is effective and teachers take the...
Day after day, same monotonous routines
Work and more work, is that all it means
From this moment onwards until I'm old,
Be walking to work, rain, snow and cold
This poem touched my heart because today youngsters are undergoing so much of stress in work. My son also has tremendous work pressure.
Every morning is just the same
It's been years of this tired old game
Bleary eyed and lacking in sleep
Reaching for clothes left in a heap
Oh bed my bed
Our day has just begun
It snowed today
No work, hooray
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