Patient's View Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Somewhere in this place of silk and golden lace, stands a white knight with a pale, but composed face.
A cap upon her head added to her stateliness - the shoes upon her feet, whispered to him.
One cheery smile and his frown turned upside down - one look and he went wild.
So often does she walk, stop and help to end a dreary or a teary countenance.
Taken for granted and giving with joy - this helpful, this wonderful, this proud and coy lady - the Nurse.