The countdown begins like New Years Eve,
Twelve more hours until we can leave.
Gone will be 17, the one who won’t stop yelling
Who many patients wish the nurses would STAT start quelling.
Gone will be the family that won’t stop asking questions
The one I really just want to give a four letter suggestion.
Soon I will be free as a hind upon the mountain top
Hoping the next three days off will never end or stop.
NursingPoems.com
A growing collection of funny or emotional poems that I write about my daily nursing experiences. Read, chuckle, relate, enjoy! 