April 13, 2021
During my two day hospital stay I had the opportunity to meet a few of the brave doctors, nurses, chaplain, and staff who served us so well in the battle against Covid and hear some of their stories. Keep them in your prayers. Like any soldier who has fought in battle, they saw death and faced trauma daily. Don’t miss an opportunity to tell them, as we tell soldiers returning from battle, “Thank you for your service!” I wrote this poem from the hospital room as I reflected on their stories. I pray it resonates and helps you begin to reflect and heal as Covid zones return to normal hospital areas.
Through Covid brave nurses and doctors served well.
Each day in the trenches, brought stories to tell.
Each day they would wonder, “Whose life will we lose?”
They fought and they battled, but they couldn’t choose.
Some patients were sweet and so gentle and kind.
So many shared worries they had on their mind.
Each a room with a number, can’t call them by name.
They’re all treated equally, each just the same.
One day they seem strong, that they’re over the peak.
The next day they’re suffering, fragile and weak.
Each day brings new heartache, a nurse says goodbye,
In place of a loved one, hold hands as they die.
The rooms hold the thanks for the ones who survived,
And the prayers of the staffers who mourned those who died.
They’re out of the war zone with time to reflect.
The memories linger with lasting effect.