The One You Never Thought Cared

We are a hand that opens a door

We are a voice that says good morning

We are a teacher without a lesson plan

We are a counselor on the move

We have two ears that hear and listen

We have two eyes that never see enough

We are known by first name to those who matter

We are unknown to the many who complain

We are not valued by those we work for

We are worth more to those who depend on us

We make perfect trips every day and no one notices

We make one mistake and the tears of many will fall

Our worst fear, our nightmare could come to pass

Our pain most profound is one few will ever know

We are the folks you never thought cared

We drive the big yellow bus