My Work…

This one might have a limited audience. It’s about the thing I do for a living that actually pays money (unlike this creative writing/poetry malarkey).

I wrote it last night on an aeroplane home from Bulgaria where, I’ve spent the majority of the week, facilitating Communication Skills workshops. A rewarding, exhausting, exhilarating, exhausting, fascinating, exhausting week it’s been as well. My work always is…

My Work…

I often get asked what I do,

when I’m not making stuff up.

A good question I retort,

it’s a little hard to explain.

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I work in Human Resources,

but I try not to be mean ☺️.

The bit I do involves Training,

on stuff people don’t always need.

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I teach things like leadership,

which requires a particular skill.

I’m often faced with delegates,

not really born to take charge.

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It doesn’t mean they can’t do it,

they can lead from wherever they stand.

The trick is helping them see that,

there’s room for more than one way.

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I’m actually quite good at my job,

delivered all over the world.

I see how different cultures,

have shared and different needs.

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For me it’s not the money (good job really),

that keeps me on my feet.

It’s those moments when a lightbulb,

goes on for one of my group.

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They’ve learned something new,

see how it helps them achieve.

A roadmap to their future,

an obstacle I’ve helped to remove.

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It’s often said about my work,

that really, ‘anyone can do that’.

But I’m twenty years in the making,

and I’m nowhere near complete.

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I learn everyday in the classroom,

something that helps me grow.

Often it’s born out of failure,

a pathway to tomorrow’s progress.

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As an introvert it’s a challenge,

to stand up front on my own.

But I’ve learned how my energy,

can be fuelled by others success.

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