The Battlefield Nurse – fantasy poem
The Battlefield Nurse – a poem
A deeply moving poem. This is the story of a battlefield nurse, and the incredible dedication and compassion that these “angles of mercy” have within their souls. Obviously, I have the utmost respect for those in the profession of nursing. They are the truest of all professionals who give of themselves willingly, often under circumstances most of us would not tolerate. On the battlefield and military, it is even a greater sacrifice and gift. To them, this poem is dedicated.
The Battlefield Nurse- a poem
copyright 2011 by jon gutmacher
She served her country thru the war
she never did complain
she held their hands
she nursed their wounds
in snow
and cold
and rain
When mortars smashed
around the tents
the surgery didn’t stop
so many lives were saved that day
upon that mountain
top
And when . . . the night time
finally came
and she . . . had time to rest
she still found strength
to hold the hands
of wounded
in their tents
And one day – she grew older
and left – all that she loved
and one night
she did pass away
to Father
God
above
They say that few remember her
but all she helped
will say . . .
that they will
never – once forget
unto
their
dying day
The background image is a close up of part of the Women’s Vietnam Memorial in Washington, D.C. I’ve been there, and it involves two Army nurses tending to a wounded soldier on the battlefield. It is a very moving sculpture.
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