Wednesday 25 April 2007

Land nurse

Perhaps,
I can not remember your names.
But,
I make sure your voice
And your sweet smile in my heart.
Maybe,
I can not remember your names.
But,
Your busying silhouette
And waving split skirt in my eyes.
Probably,
I forget your great name.
But,
I remember that your softness hand
And sweat face.
Your Kindness loveliness worshipful
I already forget your names
But,
I already remember one name forever.
Have a kind of ordinary call the nurse.
Have a kind of lofty call the nurse.
There is a kind of beauty call nurse.I bless your Happy as Florence Nightingale.

2 comments:

Rz7 said...

Actually I wonder whether it's written by yourself....==

shirley said...

actually,I wrote just imitate a similar poem.