Struggling between life and death
So many are brought to your desk
What a love for humanity
What a care for all
Their sufferings and sorrow becomes your call
You are always there to comfort cure and clean
The desperate lot of fellow beings
Regardless of color, creed or faith
You treat them all as a human race
You are, a beautiful creation of God
Filled with compassion and care for all
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By T.H.Ejaz
She was truly an angel for me, as I recall my hospital stay.
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