They wake before the sun, hearts heavy but strong,

Dreams of healing lives keep pushing them along.

Through late-night tears and endless books,

They hold on tight, to the hope it took.

They’ve seen the mountains, they’ve felt the rain,

They’ve walked through fire, they’ve borne the pain.

But deep inside, they hear the call,

They’ll rise again, they’ll give it their all.

It’s within their grasp, the finish line’s near,

Through every doubt, they’ve faced every fear.

The journey’s long, but they’ll stand tall,

Nursing the world, they’ll answer the call.

They wear their scrubs like armor in the fight,

Through every clinical, they chase the light.

Each exam feels like the end of the road,

But they carry more than the heaviest load.

They’ve seen the mountains, they’ve felt the rain,

They’ve walked through fire, they’ve borne the pain.

But deep inside, they hear the call,

They’ll rise again, they’ll give it their all.

It’s within their grasp, the finish line’s near,

Through every doubt, they’ve faced every fear.

The journey’s long, but they’ll stand tall,

Nursing the world, they’ll answer the call.

When the world says “stop,” they’ll keep the pace,

With every patient, every face.

They’re the hope, the heart, the healing hands,

They’re the ones who will make a stand.

It’s within their grasp, the future is bright,

Through every struggle, they’ll win this fight.

The journey’s long, but they’ll stand tall,

Nursing the world, they’ll answer the call.

So hold on tight, the end’s in sight,

Through every dark, there comes the light.

It’s within their grasp, they’re almost there,

Nursing the world, with love and care.