The old nurse moves among her patients
Checking their linens and watching
Their visitors for signs of tiring,
Duty to her patients clear when
All else is muddled in her brain:
To women hanging by a thread,
Trying to breathe their last,
She brings her comforting words,
"When you need me, I'm a maternity
nurse. Just call me anytime."
[Undated poem by Virginia McKinnon Mann.]
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