Craig
the Caregiver
By
Craig Wilson
The
light clears and I find myself in a community centre.
When
I look at myself, I see I'm wearing a uniform.
I
see there are children with special needs around me.
A
friend of mine reminds me that I volunteer to help.
I
don’t recall – it feels as though I have leapt in myself.
So,
not to let anyone down, I'm willing to help these kids.
I
make sure several staff members don’t harass the kids.
The
children thank me and this gives me a bit of joy.
Yet,
as I leave the centre to go home, I leave this dream.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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