Ode to the Nurse
Ode to the Nurse
In halls where quiet rarely stays,
Where beeps and whispers weave through days,
You move with grace, a steady guide—
A healer, heart, and hope beside.
Through midnight hours, when shadows fall,
Your spirit answers every call,
With hands that soothe and eyes that see
The strength in every frailty.
Each wound you dress, each tear you dry,
Speaks more than words or lullabies,
For in your care, life learns to mend,
In stranger’s hands, a newfound friend.
You carry stories, burdens shared,
Unseen, unheard, yet deeply cared.
For every life you’ve held so near—
A nurse, a soul, a light to steer.
So here's to you, the endless giver,
A touch so warm, a heart that shivers
With every life you fight to save,
The silent hero, bold and brave.
