A nurses job is never done
from room to room they make you run.
From disease to despair
and families that just dont care.
But you learn to cope
you go with the flow,people crying out
that you really don`t know.
You see death, and you see pain,you listen
as they complain and they show sides they`ve
never seen, some are good and some are mean.
But the nurse shes always there but
she takes care of you through hope or despair.
A doctor, a phycologist, a minister ,or just a friend
she will be at your side through thick or thin
shes your nurse shes your best friend...
As one in the field I thank you for this Ron!
As one in the field myself, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for such a beautiful piece!
Hello Ron, I just wanted to say your poem is so very true, I cannot help but think your poem is somewhat funny, maybe in the sense that it is true.