I call out to you Nurse

CST

I call out to you nurse

And what do you see?

A little old lady

Who used to be me.

All withered and down

Depressed and far gone

Toothless and near blind

A life almost done.

I call out to you nurse

But what do you see?

As you impatiently change

The bed, yet again

And wash me

And dress me

As quick as you can

It happens all too quickly

Too quickly for me

And tears fall from my eyes

And roll down my cheeks

That once were so rosy

With a head of hair so sleek.

I called out to you nurse

But what did you see?

A lonely old woman

Who used to be me.

I called out to you nurse

And what did you see?

For one day my young nurse

One day you’ll be me.

 

Chloe Thomas ©️13/04/2022

  • Author: CT (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2022 07:48
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  • Rocky Lagou

    A really interesting read. I enjoyed the final lines as it shows that growing old is a cycle that will repeat itself. Great job!

    • CST

      Thank you Rocky.

    • Christina8

      An excellent poem! I am a nurse and this is personal for me. Every once in a while its almost human to feel impatient but I will think twice next time. Thank you!!

      • CST

        Thank you Christina
        It is hard not to be human but you do the most brilliant work.
        Thank YOU and thank you to your colleagues.

      • Paul Bell

        Great write, and sadly we know it.
        I'm not actually sure who I feel sorry for the most, which surely is the sign of a great poem.

      • Rozina

        You have expressed so well how some medical staff view certain patients in a busy ward. Your last 2 lines are spot on.

      • Doggerel Dave

        I'm really glad you received a good response - I missed out on you entirely. (I was in hospital at the time).Some societal, some nursing attitudes to the elderly, with the emphasis on the 'some'. (They find it hard to put that one on me, however......)



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