Nursing Graduation Poems
Caps and Scrubs In halls of learning, caps held high,Dreams woven in each thread.Tassels turn, the moment’s nigh,With futures to be tread.Scrubs await, crisp and new,Shades of blue, deep and true.Each step in them, a path begins,Healing starts from within.Through night and day, their care won’t sway,Hands gentle, yet firm in their way.Underneath the caps…