The Nursing Job. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The Nursing Job.



Pride, prejudice, pompous, everything ends
Before ailments those suffer by people
Before the ailments they feel totally helpless
Though heaps of money invested in various ways
Where hundreds of helping hands offers support
Ailments, and state of helplessness
While spending time in hospital beds
One heartfelt service gets to them
Those who is not at all blood related
Or those expecting any return of helps
They dedicates their time and effort
To keep the patient ever be happy
To recover from the illness and to make healthy
The timely schedules of medicines gives
The time keeper of the ailing one
With a smile and more patience she hears
The woes of the man who cries for help
Who prays in hospital beds for a speedier recovery
The life is felt as a challenge to carry on
The nurses tries their best efforts to make him happy
To guide him to take the challenges in a better spirit
The job of a nurse is highly challenging
The profession that dedicates for human health.

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