Thank you, Carer!

Oh, how powerful the sea

where I once ruled the waves,

Captain of my ship, but now

I am too frail to swim or stay afloat,

I need you.

In the middle of the cruel sea of sickness

lies your hand, held out

to support me

your fingers are clasped and tightly grip

my hand

In case I am swept away

by the cruel sea of sickness,

Which may swallow both my mind and body.

Sometimes I am fearful and anxious,

And you tighten your grip,

You give me hope and reassurance

For me, you make many sacrifices

And my eyes reflect your selflessness,

Strength and commitment

And in my heart, I say

Thank you, every day

I appreciate you more than words could ever say

Without you, where would I be

But in the depths of the cruel sea.

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