A nurse has always been the one thing I wanted to be,

And I will become one to the best of my ability.


To cure, to assist, to heal,

Would make my occupation surreal.


I would soothe their pains and aches,

would mend every sore and break.


Helping these patients live and survive,

Will never cease to help me revive.





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