These hands you see looking wrinkled and old, are the scars of love and mercy untold
The countless hours that they have spent, washing bodies bleeding, broken and bent
Gently reaching inside to mend you like new, yet strong enough to carry you
These eyes are no ordinary eyes you see, they’ve wept tears enough to fill the seas
They’ve seen things they wish they had not, painful to remember but forget they cannot.
These eyes full of love will hold your gaze, when you need honesty and not idle praise
They hold no scorn or judgement within, they don’t care who you are or where you’ve been.
This voice so calm and filled with compassion, is as sure as the rising and setting of the sun
This voice knows what to say how and when as you expect, always the truth with clarity and respect
This voice can turn gloom or a frown into a smile, a bit of laughter is good if only for awhile
This voice filled with hope and sincerity for you, calms your fears and comforts your heart too.
These feet walk many miles every day, and at night too checking as you lay.
These feet are up and running with every sound, reaching before you hit the ground
These feet spend hours at your bedside, standing as family cried the night you died.
These feet came to meet you so very unwell, the same feet walked with you as you bid farewell.
This soul is a soul true and strong, filled with purpose knowing where it belong
This soul faces every day with courage, fighting back the tears in the midst of carnage
This souls love for life is full of passion, will fight for life until another battle is won
This soul that I speak of needs no name, it’s an unsung hero that claims no fame…….
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