She wore her hair inches above her tapered waist
Brown hair streaked with blonde
Her patient, Eve, wore a red flannel gown
It gave pale cheeks something to hold on to
Eve lived beyond days allotted
Her time measured in the tick of the clock
In a frail voice Eve spoke to her nurse
“Beauty has embraced you, your kindness steadfast”
Blushing the nurse smiled
“And age has long favored you, your grace will endure”
They quieted
Allowing the tender exchange to simmer
In moments
A failing heart expired
No efforts saved
Though her life ceased
Her words, her kindness
Will reside
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Author:
Katie B. (
Online) - Published: May 23rd, 2026 06:39
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by my daughter who is a cardiac nurse and the bond nurses and patients share. QUESTION: DO YOU BELIEVE POEMS SHOULD CONTAIN MANY NOUNS AND ACTIVE VERBS?
- Category: Short story
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Comments6
There are two types of beauty external and internal and blessed the person that contains both. A lovely poem touching and soft. Well written Katie
Many thanks, Soren!
You are most welcome Katie
This is quite a moving decription of a wonderful encounter.Sad certainly but ultimately a positive ending.Beautifully written.I Enjoyed reading
Many, many thanks, David!
much enjoyed read, tender and touching
An excellent ode; my aunt is a nurse, now retired and she's the closest thing to Florence Nightingale in my experience. ποΈπ
Many thanks arqios!
Most welcome ππ»ποΈ
Nicely written story. Your story revolves around a nurse caring for a terminally ill patient. the moments shared between them, reflecting on aging, beauty, and the legacy of kindness that remains after oneβs life has ended.
Katie, this is quietly heartbreaking and deeply beautiful. The tenderness between these two women feels so genuine and restrained that the ending lands with enormous emotional weight precisely because nothing is overstated. βHer words, her kindness / Will resideβ stayed with me immediately. Gorgeous piece, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
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