Page 138 - Poems by Alyson Malach - Childhood to Adulthood

A heartfelt thanks for staff at Bury Village gym

In a village gym, where hearts unite,

Human beings, not just staff in sight.
They tend to us with care and grace,

Each one, a smile upon their face.

Not robots, but souls who truly care,

For the gym, the equipment, the pool they share.

Hip and cool, they stand tall and true,

Their dedication, a shining virtue.

Members like me, we hold them dear,

Their tireless work, always near.

We don't complain, for we understand,

Their efforts, like a guiding hand.

Yet some among us fail to see,

The kindness in their duty,
Thinking payment buys the right,

To treat them less than bright.

But let me sing of joy and glee,

For Bury Village staff, you see,

Are the finest, without compare,

Their warmth and kindness fill the air.

Thank you for your patience, your care,

For knowing each member, showing you're aware.

You inspire us to keep the flame,

Of fitness burning, in life's game.

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