Puppy Passion
The thing that has driven me since the day I could think,
What kept me pushing forward when I thought I’d reached the brink.
No matter how lost I felt in the struggles of the past,
I was determined to end up in a much higher cast.
Since the age of 2 when I got my first dog,
To when I found myself reading a scrubs catalogue,
I knew that I’d end up with a career in this field,
If I saw a sick kitten I just wanted her healed.
I spent many long hours working the back of a kennel,
This place doubled as a hospital so I got some fundamentals.
I enthusiastically watched the neuters and spays,
Handed doctors utensils like sutures from trays.
In my free time I day-dreamed about acceptance to Vet School
My ambitions drove me forward and kept me working like a mule.
I spent many late nights researching my potential future career,
Couldn’t imagine not pursuing something that to my heart was so dear.
From where it all started when I felt a puppy’s fluffy fur,
And to all the aspiring vets who are now where we once were,
To everyone with a dream that they’re uncertain if they can achieve,
Give every ounce of effort forth and that outcome you will receive.
I can’t imagine the state I’d be in if my passions hadn’t driven me forward,
But I guarantee without this fervor things wouldn’t be the same in my world.
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