Walking those rooms
Down the hospital floors
Running after nurses
I have my purpose
my work cut out for me
Suddenly, the patient heals
He is at a different level
I hold my head high
like my mother before me
and wait and watch
the drama unfold
Jim you are like a flower unfolding
A story to be told
generations of strength
I pour my love into thee
Now you have it
I can step back
and breathe
Life has its own brand of wonder
Wonder brings us the peace.
Lovi
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