Poem about helping others yet caring for self

Crisis Come

 –

Crisis come, jump to care.

Hold hands, shared pain to bare.

Help others, duty keep.

Push to serve, losing sleep.

Crisis come, don’t go away.

Drama builds, I care, nerves fray.

Push along, try to be there.

Pushing, show how much I care.

 –

Crisis come, getting sick.

Juggling time not the trick.

Getting sick makes me see

First need, take care of me.

–                      – June Nash

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