'The Nurse' Poem by David Bennett

She may be plump she may be thin,
She may even be a man,
Asian, Irish, Black as coal she always wears a smile.
Though her patience must wear thin,
She hides it behind that smile.
Touching, caring, always apologetic.
Unclean jobs she does with care.
She tells you not to worry,
She comes to your bed when you call,
even when she is busy.
She must get angry underneath,
though she never seems to show it.
For she is a caring and beautiful Nurse and all the world should know it.
Eighteen or Sixty with greying hair,
It really does'snt matter.
For She or He the beautiful Nurse,
Its the caring that really matters.

David Bennett.