how will they know...

how will they know i am lucky to be alive...how will they know what i see every day i go to work...how will they appreciate life in the same fashion i do...how do i put into words, when i take care of a 19  year old girl, who has beat cancer not once but twice...and the person in the or next door almost lost her life...and this is just one day...part of me wants to protect them from this sadness but the other part wants them to know...to appreciate how lucky they are... to understand life is so precious...when they see me cry, they know i am at my limit, but they do not know why...they hover...they love...they are good boyz : )