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Hello World! I am an up-and-coming author, poet, and rockhound. Today, I would like to start out with a new poem I wrote that is inspired by my past career as a Licensed Practical Nurse on the Alzheimer’s Unit at Martin Luther Manor in Bloomington, Minnesota.

             Being a Nurse
Singing “Sweet Adeline… da...da…da…”
as I walk into her room, put a smile on her face,
She feels less alone.
Eating cookies and milk with Rosie
in the middle of the night,
puts a smile on her face,
She feels less alone.
Taking the time to listen and understand,
when Melvina’s words don’t come out as planned,
puts a smile on her face,
She feels less alone.
Singing the Kresge Dollar Store song with Grace
puts a spring in her step as she sings along,
puts a smile on her face,
She feels less alone.
When Charlotte crawls from her bed to the bathroom
and you crawl right along; she stays calm,
puts a smile on her face,
She feels less wrong.
Walking with Earl up and down the hall,
when he cannot find his wife,
puts a smile on his face.
He feels less alone.
Sitting at Hazel’s beside she holds my hand,
as the Angels gather around,
puts a smile on her face,
She’s not alone.
God called her home.
-Laura J. Courneya-