What should I do when all seems lost?
When it is gone, where does hope go?
When dreams die, do they fade away?
Or is there something I should know?
I work each day as a home health nurse,
Dealing always with illness and dying.
Providing support, and comfort, if I can
To those who are angry, or sad, or crying.
On and on the suffering goes
Hurting everyone in its path.
What kind of Being could be in charge?
Why are so many subject to His wrath?
Is there no light at the end of the tunnel?
No source of renewed hope and grace?
Is nothing that is done going to help the suffering?
Why is this such an awful place?
No! Stop! Don’t go there anymore!
Don’t spread the blackness and the doubt!
I reach inside my heart of hearts,
And pull a ray of sunshine out.
I smile and laugh, and hug a lot,
Giving back what has been given to me.
Seeing the goodness and worth in everyone,
Hoping that they, too, can see.
Life is a gamble, life is a challenge
For every bad thing there is something good.
If I could spread sunshine and love every day,
Trust me, I’m a nurse, and I surely would!
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