A poem praising the doctor

A poem praising the doctor

Your smile drowned out the pain

The moment when the fingertips touch.

My pain

Lie flat gently

You don't dislike the waiting time.

Eliminate anxiety

Hope rekindled in the eyes

You give love.

Make bright sunshine

Come as scheduled every morning.

No wings

Dressed in white

You are still an angel.

The stars twinkle in the night sky.

I'm looking for one that belongs to me.

Spring breeze and flowers are in full bloom.

I am looking for a flower that belongs to me.

Moaning is a string that accompanies my journey.

Simple white tightly wraps my life.

My youth, my ideal

Hang it on the infusion rack and put it in the treatment tray.

Don't laugh at my petty life.

The stars are shining and the sky looks deep and vast.

When flowers bloom, spring is full of vitality.