The Gift of Compassion
Crossing the finish line..
Then fear set in
What will my next step be?
Where will I begin?
Leaving undergrad, the thought was bittersweet
I was running out of energy, nearing my defeat
But there you were
There for us when we didn’t know where else to turn
We felt fear
You gave us comfort as graduation grew near
You gave us understanding, while others added pressure
Before the last exams, you gave us a refresher
Reinforcement is vital
Guidance is essential
I thank you for your compassion and for seeing my potential.
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