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A Mother — A Nurse Is there really a difference?

If I weren’t a nurse who would I be?

I’ll have to look inside and try to see.

The qualities that make me care

Were not just grasped out of the air.

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Feelings of love that I gratefully savor

puts my patients at ease and rarely wavers.

Looking inside to see who I’d be

if the nurse I am was just not me!

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I’d search the skills that I possess

empathy, caring, teaching, loving, and all of the rest.

These skills I have that I always employ

bring my patients comfort and much much joy!

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If I looked in the mirror and not a nurse I’d see

a mother for sure is who I’d have to be!

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This poem was written for me by my love, Gabe. I think is is beautiful and am sharing with you all. I hope you enjoy!

Stay well and be blessed!

17 thoughts on “A Mother — A Nurse Is there really a difference?

  1. I have met and interacted with many nurses on a regular basis over the last 45 years. Some were so outstanding in their care you could see patients vie for that nurse’s attention when they came on the ward. Some do the job, some do the job and a lot more. It’s not a job for anyone to do and do well and it’s almost a calling I believe.- David

    1. You are so correct. I have met “several” kinds my self (smile).
      Thank you for visiting, be safe and blessed! Happy holidays!

  2. If I’m ever in hospital I hope I get a nurse like you, I kid you not.

    1. Let me know where you are at, I will come see how they are treating you.
      Be well my friend.

  3. Beautiful penned. Lovely poetry of the heart, Pene. Thank you for your always nurturing shares. Peace and blessings.❤❤

  4. My mother became a nurse at age 45. Before that, she took very good care of her children. It was almost fun to get sick! From my ages 6-9, we lived in a huge 10-room victorian house. When I was sick in bed, my mother trudged up the stairs with a tray for me. She used to make a poached egg on toast and pour hot milk over it.

    While we lived there, I had chickenpox, measles, mumps, and several colds. 🙂

    Pene, I loved your poem, and my hat is off to you for becoming a nurse. I admire all the medical personell who are serving now. Thank you. <3 Hope you are finding time to celebrate the season!

    1. Sorry for the late response.
      Sounds like it was fun to be ill at your house indeed.
      Happy holidays.

  5. So lovely!. I believe these motherly traits help you interact better with your patients. That caring side that sees beyond the posture the person puts up. ❤

  6. Love this piece.

  7. Lovely! Nurses are very special people! In so many ways, their kindness is like that of a mother.

  8. That is so very beautiful, that your love Gabe sees that and wrote it for you, and I am super happy you shared it. These are the traits of the nurturing, indeed. Lots of love to you and your family, Pene, and thanks for all the nurturing work you do.

    1. Thank you dear sweet Lia, I pray that this season finds you blessed and safe.

  9. I bet you are a wonderful nurse. Please take the best of care. You are very brave and those health care workers like yourself need to be appreciated and celebrated. God bless you for what you are doing. Love ❤️ Joni

  10. PS your sweetie wrote a very lovely poem for you. Thank you for sharing it. Hugs to your family. Love Joni

    1. Be safe and be blessed.😍

      1. You too. 🤗💕❤️🦋

  11. Beautiful and true 🤗

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