I have no need for speed,

I have not one desire,

to be rich or to succeed.

I am not a fashion model,

nor a politician,

I don't have a need to win,

not into competition.

I will not win a Nobel Prize,

masterpiece I won't paint,

I cannot be a pastor,

for I am far from a saint.

But I held a lonely widow,

as she cried and told me,

how her husband had just died,

as she held him lovingly.

I planned a wonderful party,

it may be their last one,

I watched them laugh, sing and dance,

their pain left as they had fun.

I massaged the sore feet of one,

as she laid there dying,

then I held her precious son,

who couldn't stop his crying.

I must have hugged fifty people,

patients, staff, family,

I'm not a special person,