A Mother — A Nurse

Is there really a difference?

If I weren’t a nurse who would I be?

I’ll have to look inside and try to see

The qualities that make me care

Were not just grasped out of the air

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Feelings of love that I gratefully savor

puts my patients at ease and rarely wavers

Looking inside to see who I’d be

if the nurse I am was just not me!

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I’d search the skills that I possess

empathy, caring, teaching, loving, and all of the rest

These skills I have that I always employ

bring my patients comfort and much much joy!

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If I looked in the mirror and not a nurse I’d see

a mother for sure is who I’d have to be!

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This poem was written for me by my love, Gabe. I think is is beautiful so I am sharing with you all. I hope you enjoy!