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JUST A NURSE
by
Judy Cook

We will find a rainbow,
And shine it in your eyes.
We'll hold onto empathy
And wear it in disguise.

Taking care of pain
With a smile or a pill,
We'll be there to heal
What diseases try to kill.

Using all our knowledge
To give your life a start,
When grief overwhelms you,
We'll serve you from our heart.

When pain becomes unbearable
Or bad news you've been told,
We're a soft shoulder to cry on
Or a sturdy hand to hold.

When everything seems hopeless
And you don't know what to do,
Reach out and press your bell,
And we will comfort you.

Please call on us to help
Even if you are in doubt.
We'll stay by your side
When others have walked out

Whenever you feel alone
And things are getting worse,
Only then will you understand
We are more than just a nurse!

E-Mai the poet at: judyful@nac.net

THINGS THAT ARE NO MORE
by
Judy Cook

Gone are the days of yesteryore
Here are the things that are no more:
With the loss of each habit of every nun
The AGE of INNOCENCE was over and done.

What happened to the single bread winner?
He disappeared like the family dinner!
Oceans and rivers that were so clean
Left with our world that was so green.

Air that was so fresh and pure
Is another thing that is no more!
Pollution is an unhealthy sight.
Will we ever see another starry night?

Churches are locked up and fewer pray
Computers stop kids from going out to play!
Distances have ceased to be very far.
We no longer know where our children are!

Sports are played now only to win.
Anorexia exists because thin is in!
What happened to a nice, slow pace?
When was it replaced by this rat race?

Gone are the animals roaming free.
They are trapped in zoos for us to see!
My soul is weary, my heart is sad
For every lassie and every lad!

A heart and soul is what we lack!
Please, dear GOD, can we have them back?
Gone are the days of yesteryore,
Let's get back the things that are no more!

E-Mai the poet at: judyful@nac.net

 

 

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