To Be a Nurse
I want to be a nurse,
decided so in freshman year.
Go to college,
and graduate school.
Needed to be good
at chemistry, math,
and stress.
To be a nurse anesthetist.
Mental health was
always important.
Anxiety, Depression,
been there done that.
Suddenly, friends tell me
they feel blah, and worried
always, worthless and scared,
too tired to function.
I know these feelings, I help.
We go on lunch dates,
I help them smile.
We bond, become stronger.
My friend (metaphorical family),
misses too much class.
I protect him, from
ignorant teachers.
I share notes,
I know so much,
our moms are close.
I worry daily.
Three hours a day
in a single class.
Skills and training,
to be a nurse aide.
Three weeks in a row
training in a nursing home.
I grow attached, and
apply skills on caring.
I am dedicated.
I will always care.
I work for the future.
I will be a nurse.
I want to be a nurse
decided so years ago,
send good to the universe,
to be a psychiatric nurse.