Becoming a Chiropractor: My Story in Rhyme

One of my clients told me I should try

To write poems like her instead of laugh or cry,

So I am going to give it a go today

You might hate it... or love the wordplay,

Stick around long enough

You'll see that I'm better at Chiropractic - that's no bluff.

A tale of how my journey began

A child asked how to spell and I ran.

The end of my teaching career

Opened up new possibilities, but of what, that was unclear.

Observing a Chiropractor in action

I was fascinated by the work - call it an attraction.

For years I watched the masses go through a door

Crawl one way broken, then back again but smiling a little more.

All brighter, lighter, changed for the better

I marched off to uni with my acceptance letter.

Trudged and struggled through the days at university,

But deep down I knew I could help - I just needed to wait patiently

Years later, I’ve grown, adapted, and practiced,

Helping people feel better - leaving them positively impacted.

I love what I do, and each night I pray

That I get to help and teach people for the rest of my life - every single day.