PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Working Dreams


Everyone has a dream job. One may dream big, and one may dream small, but everyone has a dream. My dream is to become a physical therapist. They work to heal patients who are recovering from surgery or people have muscle tissue problems. Becoming a physical therapist is not going to be easy though. My first step is to go to college. As always, money poses a problem for my education. Colleges can be outrageously expensive and I might have to skip a year to work so my parents do not have to pay as much. I have the support I need from my friends and family to make it through college and I am anxious to get a taste of the real world. With this job, I will be able to help those in need and pay for all the expenses that my future family (hopefully) has. 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Submitted to a slam

“One Job...May Change My Life Scholarship Slam - CLOSED”

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.