Many small extraordinary things

A week of intensive care,
twenty-five times a year.
It’s her job, she gets paid for it.

Every time she says goodbye,
she does something that
nobody ever asked,
nobody ever expected
and nobody has paid for.

She thinks about the person she cared for,
she buys a gift
and she writes a personal card.

25 people a year, 12 years,
a room full of gifts,
a wall covered with cards.

A small extraordinary thing,
done in a systematic way,
becomes bigger than you can imagine.