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forgiveness my precious friend for what i've said i should have written my sad thoughts instead between those lines i will read the dream i've dreamt will call it the poem, the reality that's been left
man falling on a fortune, as big as the sea if he was poor, would he walk next to me would i cry now, because my wish is a harm just to gain a friend, will make him lose an arm
i tried all times, to be close and clear do not deny i've been living in fear of being imposing my loyalty and my bone would my friend step on the legend i've drawn
yet the reality appears, was covered by a scarf: a wonderful kindness was he shower of a fair caring act went on a vessel and i, left in a wide black castle
Mireille Moukarzel
Nights like tonight make me wonder Why I chose the nursing profession To see all the suffering and sickness A dying man make a fearful confession
I am there as your family comes to see you To say goodbye, tears streaming down their face I answer questions, as I give you the Morphine Trying not to feel out of place
The thief will come soon to take you away I have tried my best all afternoon To keep him at bay
With each shot of morphine the end draws near I try to comfort you, reaching for the right words I look in your eyes and see the fear
In one corner sits your brother He's been here since last night Along with your significant other
They hold your hand as you pass They linger not wanting to leave I let them take their time with you They will go home alone to grieve
It's suppose to be just a job Tonight I have heard your fears Sat with your family, cared for you And even shed a few of my own tears
I leave it all behind Trying not to care, I go home And try and clear my mind.
Sherry Blaylock
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