Friday, March 1, 2013

To my daughter the nurse

by Renton de Alwis

My elder daughter Samanthika, fourteen years after her graduation and working in a business environment, decided that she wanted to become a nurse. Went back to school for two years and got herself a postgraduate degree in Nursing and a professional certification to practise. She lives in San Francisco, USA with her husband. Upon graduation she found her first job as a cub nurse in far away Springfield, Missouri a week or so ago. She is now getting used to the new environment and this poem is a dedication of support of her courage and resolve to care to serve. She says the wages are good and the patients, even better.


A lotus bloom will sing you a song
when dew drops dry on lotus leaves
a song of love, pain and gain
give you strength mind, body and soul
till eve stay as fresh in blossom
come night care get some sleep
morn come next make hasty call
share how it went ease thy pain
you'll see them come in pain
blood, sweat, shit, hot
love them all as you do in life
you chose to care beyond your call
give it all give it all you have
they need you now, will need you then
hold their hand, ease their pain, make them smile
to me, to him, to them you are
Mother of mercy, lady with lamp
all in one

01 March 2013

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