My Dear Counselor
With such care
you mend hearts,
that might be broken
and come in several parts.
Seeds in confidence
you plant every day,
showing patients
there will be a better day.
This is not a repetitive motion,
that happens without care.
This is a counselor’s gentle heart,
shinning down at times of despair.
Such qualities can’t be taught
from a book or a slide,
but can find a person
from where they like to hide.
Comfort comes from within,
when your words are spoken.
Helping us find that inner child,
and show him he’s not broken.
During our sessions
the time seems so limited,
but even after only sixty minutes
my issues have already pivoted.
Over a year ago
I didn’t know your name,
but now I’m a better person
and I will never be the same.
My dear counselor
one day I hope you understand,
how your dedication and effort
helped me hand in hand.
Just like a star in the sky
your brilliance will always shine,
bringing light to people’s lives
just like you did to mine.
Maya Angelou once wrote about
a bird with rage, that sat in a cage,
but I think it just needed an appointment with you,
to help it turn the page.
Thank You,
My Counselor...