Happy National Poetry Month!!!!

Let’s celebrate the wonderful Genre of poetry and how life changing it can be!!!! More poetry posts for national poetry month!!!!

Kinky, Curly Brown-eyed girl …. to my natural-haired sisters

Kinky, curly, brown-eyed girl, I hope the world can see, All the beauty you possess, And the talent that lay at their feet. I hope they love all your curls, kinks, and coils too, I hope you never have to hide, The beauty that is you. ————————————————————- I had someone the other day tell me…

Save Our Earth 🌍🌍

There’s something in the trees, That whisper in the wind, They tell us of the future, And how life once began. Of the vastness of the ocean, The changing of the times. Creatures that once roamed the earth, Extinct, with their treasure to find. They tell us of their heart ache, The lands they knew…

My Love

My love, my life, My shade of grace, My hope, my dear, With warm embrace. The tender heart, And all that’s good , Our souls that tie, To no falsehoods. Forever yours, Eternally, To live this life, In harmony. Sending Love to all on this joyous day

This One Is for the TEAM

Forever grateful for my amazing coworkers. Who have helped build the Nurse I am today. Whether it be guidance they have provided, tips for success they have given, or help during a code. I am nothing with out my nursing team and everything with them. This one is for the team. ———————————————————- This One Is…

Thank you for your Service.

As always reflecting on the journey and thankful for the process. (In the poetic way) ————————————————————– Serviceman to our country, Let me put this bluntly, Thank you for your service. And the sacrifices you have made. For all us to live, yet another day. Let me take an oath, To Serve you in your time…

Nursing School

Looking back on the nursing journey, I reflect on my time in nursing school… in the poetic way of course. Poem: Two years of intense studies, Smiles, laughs, and nursing buddies. Clincal group, And nursing lab, Starting IVs, And going to class. First day of clincal, A case full of nerves, Nursing preceptors, Time to…

The Journey

As I enter my last couple of shifts as a Bedside nurse …. I thought why not blog about the journey, but in the Poetic way of course. Poem: The Chosen Path I took the chosen path, Only few are meant to take. The road not always easy, But well worth the wait. I had…

Hands Of A Healer

These are the hands of a healer, Blood tinged, And slightly bruised. Hands that held pressure to many wounds. Hands that did compressions thirty to two. Hands that held hands when news was grim. Hands that wiped tears when pognosis was slim. Hands that gave hope during the lowest of times. Hands that are miraculous,…

American Dream

America the free, America the beautiful, America made for me. America the kind , Not unjust, And unplagued, America the unbiased, Racial equal, And unscathed, America the peaceful, Diverse, And unique, America the brave, This is the American dream.