What is it that so warmly greets
a patient when he feverishly meets
with sickness or a broken leg..
a hospital.
To those who feel forlorn and blue
and those you hardly even knew,
you gave them cheer and hope and love
in the hospital.
Why must we be so unconcerned
when everything here is to be learned
with every step and every hand
in this hospital.
Give to those your talents rare
which God has given us to wear.
Be ready when the chance does come
in our hospital.
Written by Kathryn Sue Tyler, August,1968
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem