I fear the future that I think I see,

escapes into the past, relief is brief.

I sigh and moan and wonder what will be, 

compassion is my strength, fed by belief. 

My calling comes unbidden from above,

such energy sustained by duty felt. 

My caring tasks performed are fueled by love

continue on, the candle wax will melt. 

My fate may be unknown when duty ends,

in fear, the heartache of unraveling. 

I cannot choose the place where this road bends, 

but I can smile and keep on traveling. 

So pray for me and I will pray for you,

Sustained by hope, I know this to be true.