Healing Hands: The Quiet Battle
In the Pursuit of Wellness and Care
In rooms where silence speaks the truth,
Doctors' hands hold hope for youth.
A gentle touch, a healing glance,
Guiding us through the fragile dance.
Blood that's drawn, a needle's flight,
Bringing answers hidden from sight.
With steady hearts and minds so clear,
They chase the pain, erase the fear.
In every test, in every scan,
A quiet fight, a steady plan.
The pulse of life, the breath we take,
Each step a choice, each choice a stake.
They seek the cure, they search the cause,
With every diagnosis, a world of pause.
Yet in their care, there's strength we find,
In the hands of healers, peace of mind.
A whispered prayer, a wish so true,
For every patient, for doctors too.
- Audrey
About the Creator
Audrey Smith
Hi, I am a medical practitioner specializing in blood testing. I write in my spare time and am currently working with Batth Medicals.
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Great job! Well done! 🎥