Dream Job
Dream and Work
They walk hand in hand
although at times it is more of a frantic grasp
than a leisurely stroll
the journey to the top can be treacherous
but the tolling path is half the excursion
the journey is the work
the dream is the destination
you must first sew the seed
before you can reap the reward
the blood, sweat, and tears provide the fulfillment
it makes the final product oh so sweet
I catch myself dreaming of advocacy
There is a longing within me for a day with no domestic violence
The journey, the path, the seed for me is counseling
I pray to be the healer
The light shed into the darkness
The hope giver
Therapist, Counselor, Doctor
Call it what you will
I perfer for the job to be more a friend with a listening ear
I am not scared of the trials I face in the least
They will be outweighed when my dream is reached
A world where everyone coexists in peace.
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