Nurse’s Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and across the ward

Tiptoed a nurse with her torch and clipboard

The IV’s were hung by the bedsides with care

In hopes that the on-call soon would be there

The patients were nestled all snug in their beds

While visions of their own homes danced through their heads

The nurse in her tunic, making not a peep

Willing the patients to drift off to sleep

When from across the ward there arose such a clatter

That she sped down the hall, to see what’s the matter

Accross the bay, she flew like a flash

To look for the source of the almighty crash

The moon through the windows fell on the newly creased sheets

Of a curiously quiet patient ‘sleeping’ beneath

When what to her bewildered gaze did appear

But a trail of breadcrumbs, guilty and clear

With a sigh and a knowledge so certain and glum

She knew that the gingerbread surely was gone

But all was not lost, for she’d been here before

And later she’d dip into her secret store

Merry Christmas Everyone

Published by BeckyBookBlog

My name is Becky and I run a blog about Books

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