In Your Hands - For the Nhs
The NHS ~ so many memories
But mostly of my children being born
And love and opiates, both made to ease
The pain that wakes a body up at dawn
You open up the curtains for us, mop
Our blood up, help our babies take a breath
Hold hands over our hearts until they stop
And close the curtains quietly when death
Comes in the evening. Can I thank you for
The many things that you have done for me
The medicine, the extra mile, and more
For me, my neighbours, and my family ~
And all the people only you have known
Whose hands you held and didn't die alone
© Gail Foster 5th July 2023
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