"The Caregiver" by Mary Oliver

She opens the door and the light shines on her face. A soft, gentle smile that reaches her eyes. She moves with grace, her hands steady and sure.

She whispers words of comfort, her voice soothing and calm. She listens with patience, her heart open and warm.

In her presence, there is peace, a quiet strength that holds the weight of the world.

She is a caregiver, a guardian of souls, a beacon of hope in a world of darkness.

Though the journey may be long and the road may be rough, she walks beside you, every step of the way.

For she is not just a caregiver, she is love personified, a guiding light in the darkest night, a source of strength and solace in times of need.

In her hands, you find healing, in her heart, you find home.

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