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Social reformist Florence Nightingale -
her many good deeds make for a fascinating tale.
Not only a nurse was she content to be.
An innovative statistician was she.

Florence Nightingale

Florence Nightingale,
born on 12th may ,
was a British social reformer,
a statistician by day .

She was a nurse
who had a magic touch;
helped all the men around her
would never make a fuss .

She was called the lady,
the lady with the lamp
who'd come and provide aid
all throughout the camp.

Out of all the nurses,
she was one of the best
earning herself a royal red cross
she was surely better than the rest.

even though it's been
years since her passing
her impact in the world
feels everlastin

Premium Member Florence Nightingale

"The Lady with the Lamp," Florence Nightingale
  Icon of Victorian culture. Her life, an exciting tale

     White pinafore over colonial dress, she wore
She served as first woman nurse in The Crimean War


Premium Member Florence Nightingale

Florence Nightingale,
from England did hail.
Nurse extraordinaire,
she revamped medical care.

8/20/15

Florence Nightingale

Come help me Florence Nightingale
I need your healing hands
I need your guiding lamp my lady
Meet my one demand
The people, oh they told me
That I’ll never be the man
If I don’t bow down to their decree
Then “Cursed by God, I am!”

Come be my saviour, Nightingale
To you I shall implore
There’s a righteous group of Christian Soldiers
Lurching on the floor
So help me if you find me
Locked behind the cellar door
And there I’ll rest like Edgar’s Raven
There, forever more

So wherefor art thou Nightingale?
If quoting Will I must
My visions of you on a steed
With lamp in hand I trust
And golden lace and silver trace
And diamond jewels incrust
But visions never saved a soul
For souls are all but rust

For now the feathered Nightingale
Can sing for me a song
The sweetest bird I ever heard
Has been here all along
For the Lady with the Lamp and healing hands 
Could do no wrong
But I know that in my mind she stays
And that’s where she belongs

Still I whisper, dear Florence
Sing for me a song...

Premium Member Florence Nightingale (Ps)

Her
Light Was
Compassion




For Brians caricare contest


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