Healers

As a boy I dreamed

of carrying a stethoscope

I played with my mother's 

Just a toy in my hands, 

I held onto it so tight 

Until it became a part of me

It is a huge part of me

Representing the hardwork

The years of sweat

The endless nights in school

The sleep deprivation 

The endless waits for results

It portrays confidence 

It is part of me.

As I give news of a baby

It is with me.

As I comfort a grieving widow,

It never leaves me

It is a symbol

A symbol of the struggle

To save lives at all cost

A reminder of how life is

That it could end anytime

As a new life begins. 

As it was a toy to me

So it is to a little child

The child with dreams 

Dreams of saving lives.

It is who we are

And we love it. 

My entry into the @margaretwise #poemchallenge contest. 

A steemit original by Stanley