Sorry about that - This poem is dedicated to my wife and the other nurses of the world - what do you think?
By Mike Hall – My wife’s Nursing School Symbol included a Lily – this is for her and my many nurse friends like Nurse Susie – who makes me smile with her humor and with whom I share a musical bond. To all of the nurses among my friends and contacts – I hold you in the highest esteem.
Sweetest of the flowers a blooming
In the fragrant vernal days,
Is the Lily-of-the-Valley
With its soft retiring ways.
Well, you chose this humble blossom,
As the Nurse's emblem flower
Who grows more like her idea
Every day and every hour
Like the Lily-of-the-Valley
In her honesty and worth -
Oh! She blooms in truth and virtue
In the humble works of earth.
Though she stands erect in honor
When the heart of mankind bleeds,
Still she hides her own deserving
In the beauty of her deeds.
In the silence and the darkness,
When no eye may see or know,
There her footsteps shod with mercy
and fleet kindness, come and go.
Not amid the sound of plaudits,
Not before the garish day;
Does she shed her soul's sweet perfume,
Does she take her gentle way.
But alike her ideal flower,
With its honey-laden breath;
Still her heart blooms forth its beauty
In the valley shades of death.