Nurses
I see them heading off to work
With RN on their chests
And wonder if their day will bring
Some cardiac arrests…
Or IV drips or stats to check
Or tender reassurance,
All a part of patient care,
A test of one’s endurance.
Whatever comes a nurse’s way,
She’s always instrumental
In helping those who suffer,
If her manner’s calm and gentle.
And mornings, by the hospital,
Before their days unfold,
I’m curious if they might dwell
On what their shifts will hold.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2014
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