Rose Ritson Trenwith
What is my job?
What is my place?
A question that I ask and often face
There are some whom care not – no importance to them
But to me it is everything – from where do I stem?
You are a light bringer – this is your job
Your place among people – you must never snob
The world is needier day after day
For the souls that can do this – you are needed to stay
To help bring some love – show some light on the shadows
To hold up the walls of this fragile existence
You must try to stand tall – some would want you to fall
You are on the side of light – but must try not to fight
Just continue to be & help set some souls free