A Day at Harbourside

They’re waiting as you enter

And once you step inside,

You are greeted by the residents

Who live at Harbourside

We are the staff who care for them

We go to work each day,

Our goal is to be advocates

Although they were born different

At times misunderstood,

Caring for these residents

Can make you feel so good.

Lessons of humility

Are gained from working here,

So little makes them happy

Sometimes can bring a tear.

Each one of them are different

Unique in their own way,

We soon learn all about their quirks

To care for them each day.

There’s those who like Amazing Grace

And those that like to smoke,

Then some just like to be alone

While others can provoke.

And sometimes extra ice cream

Or an extra piece of cake,

Sometimes it’s just a little walk

Is all that it will take.

To make their lives seem brighter

And satisfy their needs,

They’re asking for so little

It’s easy to concede.

They can teach you many lesson

Though they haven’t very much,

Our team of loyal workers

Are many working there,

Our purpose for these people?

To provide good, quality care.

And on the days when things get tough

As most all jobs can do,

I sit back and I realize

It’s us they look up to.

So every day, before I leave

I look down deep inside,

And pray we’ve made a difference

In the lives at Harbourside.

by Eileen Wood

Words In Motion 2014