Sometime in the night,
Or perhaps it was the day…
Time just seems to slip away
When it’s so hard to cope.
Someone gave me hope,
Touching me with healing hands,
Gentle rain on arid lands,
Someone I’d never met.
I will not forget,
Things were going bad to worse,
She turned it all in reverse,
I owe it to a nurse.
While I was asleep
A stranger did this for me,
A hero I didn't see,
Gave me my life again.
‘Though I don't know when,
One day if I am allowed,
I'll meet her upon a cloud,
And thank her for these things.
She will have her wings,
Flying through the universe,
She’ll carry love in her purse
And always be a nurse.
Somewhere there's a girl
Who came in my time of need,
Before away life would bleed
From wounds that were so deep.
She is ours to keep,
Even when she’s left these floors,
Walked the last time through these doors,
Beyond these mortal eyes.
Her soul will arise,
Above the words of a verse,
The grace of God will immerse,
Someone who will always be a nurse.
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Edward Kenny is an author, lyricist and librettist. He has published several books of poetry and lyrics, including two verse plays/librettos. He has written the book and lyrics for 11 musicals, including one that was selected as a finalist in the New York Drama League’s Grants Competition, along with over 1500 lyrics.
Or perhaps it was the day…
Time just seems to slip away
When it’s so hard to cope.
Someone gave me hope,
Touching me with healing hands,
Gentle rain on arid lands,
Someone I’d never met.
I will not forget,
Things were going bad to worse,
She turned it all in reverse,
I owe it to a nurse.
While I was asleep
A stranger did this for me,
A hero I didn't see,
Gave me my life again.
‘Though I don't know when,
One day if I am allowed,
I'll meet her upon a cloud,
And thank her for these things.
She will have her wings,
Flying through the universe,
She’ll carry love in her purse
And always be a nurse.
Somewhere there's a girl
Who came in my time of need,
Before away life would bleed
From wounds that were so deep.
She is ours to keep,
Even when she’s left these floors,
Walked the last time through these doors,
Beyond these mortal eyes.
Her soul will arise,
Above the words of a verse,
The grace of God will immerse,
Someone who will always be a nurse.
________________________________________________________________
Edward Kenny is an author, lyricist and librettist. He has published several books of poetry and lyrics, including two verse plays/librettos. He has written the book and lyrics for 11 musicals, including one that was selected as a finalist in the New York Drama League’s Grants Competition, along with over 1500 lyrics.
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