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To Be A Nurse Along the path that The Master trod To soothe the achings Of Human pain, To faithfully serve For little gain To lovingly do A kindly deed A cup of water To one in Need A gentle hand On a fevered brow A word to cheer The Living NOW To teach the Soul Through its body woe Ah this is the Way The Lord would go. On white-capped girls In dresses of blue The great physician Is working thru you. World War 11 To the Red Cross Nurses Licensed Practical Nurses after thousands of hours WAR Time duty. Hattie M. Junkin Received in the Mail #4 S. Whitehall Blvd. Dead End Garden City, L.I. N.Y. Author unknown..Air Force .MD. friends let me help at home with ambulatories, from Mitchel Air Base, O.C. L.IS.