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On arrival each morning
We whisper a prayer
That we can heal hurting
With our love and care.
We strive for the best
For the children we see.
We want them healthy,
To be all they can be.
We dry tears and mop vomit
Clean blood -- and much worse.
We offer our hugs,
And help girls through "the curse."
Our job is not pretty,
As others would say.
But, we've made a difference
At the end of each day.
Some parents hate us
Others are glad
Their children will have us
When good turns to bad.
We're not here for glory,
The pays not so great,
But, caring for others
Is our "natural state."
Stand proud, fellow nurses,
While tending your flock,
'Cause, as we all know,
SCHOOL NURSES ROCK!!!!!!
Gayla Kirkland, LVN
Midland ISD |
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