The total of the night is seventy-eight people

Perhaps it’s love for the white attire,A symbol of courage, burning fire.Bound together in purpose clear,In this white dress, we persevere. Patience whispers in threads of white,Endurance shines in the darkest night.Through waiting, in silent grace,We find strength in this sacred space. In RED belts, their beauty gleams,Nurses, the poets of healing’s dreams.Taught to bear…

 have you seen  Outsider than one’s own  People who think about……  For those who don’t know  People who fight with their own people……  have you seen  For someone else’s illness  People who stress themselves……  People who forget their sick parents and worry about their sick parents…….  People who give life to someone’s baby by pouring…

In the heart’s quest for wisdom mend, Received, clear guidance, a cherished friend. Tomorrow beckons with a familiar stride, To cast away fears within us. A white crown adorns, a burden to bear, Yet no regret, for tomorrow, we dare. In lands unknown, a nation to revive, With hope in our hearts, we shall thrive….

In the silence of the night’s embrace, Where shadows dance in the empty space, With quiet grace I enter the hall, A nurse in the middle of the sleeping area. No one knows the stories I see, In whispered sighs and free dreams, A story on every face, They are lost to me in the…