Nurse

[good4somethingbum]

for a country gal...NurseShe barely had time after school, to wolf down some tater totsWatch the first half of St. Elsewhere, ‘fore her shift at Jack in the BoxShe’d bring tacos home for her dad, lay a quilt on his aching kneesHe was tired…the chair was soft, and as that roofer drifted offShe dreamt someday she’d bechorusA nurse who cares for others when they’re hurtWho binds their wounds with bandages and healing wordsSacrifice and love, that’s the spirit of a nurseShe went out with a young boy, who worked the night shift grillShe fell for his sweet fast talk, like a girl often willIt was in a high school bathroom, she saw those lines turn pinkHer dad couldn’t see her cry, the morning she kissed goodbyeHer dreams of beingchorusRoofing seven days a week, in blazing Texas heatTryin’ to make ends meetHer dad grabbed his chest one nightIn that hospital bed, she made sure he was fedHeld his hand..wiped his foreheadAnd prayed with him just like…chorusI was too young to know what it meant, when they woke her up at dawnI just know her tears became mine, when they said that he was goneAnd the way she stayed up with me, through bad grades and growin’ painsEven now it seems to me, she passed her dreams to meAnd that’s why I became…Chorus(c)2007 Robert George