Keeping it simple for you

In sterile halls where silence weeps, A body bruised, the soul it keeps, Pain wraps tight, a ruthless chain, A whispered hope amidst the strain. The beeping sounds, the nights so long, The weight of fear where we belong, Yet in the dark, a steady light, A hand that pulls us through the night. Family & Friends stand close with love so deep, Their voices soft, the tears they keep, Like pillars strong, they hold us near, A quiet strength to calm our fear. Nurses, Bosses , angels in disguise, With gentle hands and knowing eyes, Their care, a balm for wounds unseen, A healing touch, so kind, serene. In moments bleak, when all feels lost, They walk besides us, at no cost, In every breath, in every tear, Their love, a force that draws us near. So through the pain, we’ll rise once more, With those who held is, hearts restore, In every trial, we now can see, How love and care sets us free.