She is watchful every night
She is denying herself that same right
While every soul is sleeping tight
Making mothers push in every room
Sacrificing her night in most moon
Making sure she clears your doom
Making her an object isn't right
Your daughter may step to might
In her day's you will join the fight
Call her this name she will be proud
In my eyes she is a pride
In my heart she is a health deliverer
On my tongue is a Nurse.
©attahiru
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