If you’re sick, or even worse
thank lord for making a nurse
Tender care and her vows
Shiny white and her bows
Broken bone or ego bruised
She by your side till its fused
Do her job with an even keel
ease the pain her patients feel
Oft she’s needed for a smile
For a dying soul, time to while
Words of comfort that she says
Beam as beacons and its rays
Do what she can to do you mend
Failing which for the doctor send
Stand by you to have you hope
As you vex and answers grope
Then there surly comes the day
She’ll lend a hand on your way
To muse the gist of a special friend
Who stood by you to the final end
(Islamabad)
(May 12,2009)
This is beautiful, Saadat. It's nice to know that our efforts do not go unnoticed. Thank you for this glowing tribute to all nurses around the globe. Although we don't expect praise, it is welcomed none the less. Linda :)
Thank you for your wonderful write about Nurses...and we appreciate your wonderful tribute...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where would we be without our nurses? I enjoyed the read, thank-you...