there are times
when i wonder
what i my life
would have lookedlike — if i decided
to keep on the social
service worker path
— would i be dying
for a payday
that was built
upon listening
to the misery
of others?
or
would i feel
so gratified
by helping others
— that i would be
in constant
giggles
all the way
to the bank?
somehow
i don’t think
the latter
would’ve been
my answer!
i mean there’s
a reason why
i quit in the first
place — sometimes
comfort in dreams
make us appreciate
our reality
even more!
CCIQ Press 