Nurses Are Great : The Cap Of The Nurses Is A Crown But...

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Once, the nurse’s cap perched like a crown..
Obvioulsly a silent banner of courage, compassion, and commitment.
It's not just a cloth, but legacy folded in every crease,
It is a great testament to every hands that stayed steady when hearts faltered,
And to those eyes that never looked away from suffering.

Nurse Favour

For each crease there's a held stories:
Whispered prayers over bedsides at midnight.
mentors that guides trembling hands,
It was indeed humility made visible, strength made tangible,
grandmothers and elders passing wisdom without words,
It is a vow stitched into linen:
“I am here already, I will not quit.
I will certainly hold life when hope trembles.”

Image sourceFlorence Nightingale of old

Now, the caps are gone.
Lost to scrubs, convenience, policies.
But then in quiet corridors and room, if you pause and listen,
you can still hear us;
the echo of measured footsteps,
the rustle of fabric in empty halls,
the unspoken oath that's carried in every touch, every shift and every breath.

Of a true, the cap may no longer sit upon our heads,
but then, believe me that it lives in the way we bend over the sick,
in that effortful way we pause to hear a fading pulse,
in that way our hands never leave a trembling and lonely one alone.
It whispers still to us:
“Walk tall. Care fiercely. Leave nothing undone.”

Nursing is not all about what we wear, it is actually what we are.

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