A military captain, so brave and bold, weathering war, everything she controls. Early hours and late nights, her own stories untold A hand to hold, for dejected souls. Soothing hearts with her caring touch Guardian Angel, leading the line, pain is lost in her sweet gentle voice, fighting danger, she deserves a shrine. Alone she stands, by your side, She just won't ever let you fail etched in memories for us to see, Do you remember Nightingale? Mother, she is, from a life before for little children and the elders too, her smile brightens up lost hope, helping is all she ever knew! She never ever stepped on the moon, She had no super power to call, Sometimes in loneliness she stood, A super hero lost among us all. And then my little girl looked up to me, She said "I don't want that big a purse", Pointing at you, she continued you see, "Mommy, I want to be, just like her, a nurse!"
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The 12th of May, International Nurses Day, Couldn’t have come at a more apt time. Chosen as it is the anniversary of the birth of Florence Nightingale, the founder of modern Nursing. The above poem was my entry for an article that appeared in ‘The New Indian Express’ on the 6th of May to salute the COVID warriors on this International Nurses Day. Nurses, the real superheroes! Spare them a though today!
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One of the true heroes of the times. Beautifully written, sir!
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