Grace M. Jordan
Be Professional - Poem by Grace M. Jordan
Was told I had to be professional and that's the bottom line.
So that's the reason, here I set a cryin'.
Most professionals that I know, are uptight all the time.
Some professional are tense, they never have a smile.
Life seems to be all work, they never play after awhile.
I guess that's the reason they have lost their smiles.
People ask me for help every single day,
Maybe it's the smile, that makes the people say,
"You look like you're really friendly, could you help me today"?
I can be professional and let my personality shine through,
After all, it's my job, and what else is there for me to do?
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