Over looking from the hill
On a working class neighbour hood
Of mixed ethnic backgrounds
Like Heimdall* is a hospital
With its long corridors and open doors
Where smiles and nods are more contagious than
Bacteria in over crowded wards
Where life and death are pitched in a battle eternal
And the joy of saving lives beams
Transforming shadows of remorse to lessons learnt
In closed door M and Ms**
Where nights and days are no different
While rain and sunshine tap outside on windows
Where ambulances off load their contents
Attached to blinking reds of monitors and machines
Where death escorts with dignity and peace
And doctors and staff work round the clock
To make life worthwhile
This is Morriston hospital
Welcome to where I work.
hospital
Nice reference to the hospital where you work.
hbw