Rushing around, back and forth down the hallway,
trying to take care of patients in an orderly
manner.
Seeing to all their needs and putting them in
rooms to await the doctor for the final
prescription of care, be it pills, surgery or
hospital stays.
Every day assuming the same responsibilities and
getting paid for it, yet getting feelings of joy
and satisfaction for doing it selflessly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem