Sunday, April 26, 2020

The Sign

The hand-made sign was colorful,
Composed upon a sheet
And visible to everyone
Who walked by on the street.

Tied tightly to the fire escape
It powerfully proclaimed,
“An ER nurse lives here!” although
The person wasn’t named.

It made me smile and wonder
If she’d somehow hung the sign
Or perhaps a friend decided
She deserved her time to shine.

In either case, we owe our thanks
To every nurse right now.
We hang our signs and clap each night
Because we don’t know how.

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