Healing Grace

In the heart of healing, where white coats shine, A guardian of health, with a heart so divine, A smile that lights the way, through trials and strife, A beacon of hope, in the medical life. With stethoscope entwined, around her gentle neck, She stands as a sentinel, where care and love inspect, The blurred background fades, as her figure takes stage, A portrait of dedication, in a healing age. Her eyes, like sapphires, bright with compassion deep, Reflect the trust she's earned, in the hearts she keeps, The soft glow of her presence, illuminates the space, A haven of peace, in the medical embrace. In her white coat, she wears her heart on her sleeve, A symbol of purity, in the care she'll give, The stethoscope, a tool, of her noble art, A bridge between hearts, and the healing that starts. This is a moment, frozen in time and space, A snapshot of courage, in a healing place.