She works with dedication and love
Serves better, caring well
Tries to soothe the pains of the aged
The helpless and ailing human
She knows well she is a stranger
She had limited rolls to play
Till the destiny's final wish arrives
She tries her best to serve the ailing
She is an angel to the aged one
She is a saviour to the ailing mind.
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Thoughtful write. Yes, she is definitely angel to ailing mind. Their dedication can never be measured.