Ortega, Krishna Me C.

BSN-1A

A Pathway of Dreams

In the haze of lockdown's lonely reign,

High school halls echo with silence's strain.

With mom afar, in distant lands she'd roam,

Her absence felt like an endless foam.

Through nights of worry, and days of strife,

I held onto dreams, a guiding life.

For in these trials, a nurse's heart is born,

From darkness, a beacon, a light adorned.

Her sacrifices, a beacon, bright and true,

Ignite within, a purpose anew.

For every tear shed, and every sigh,

Fuels the flame that lifts me high.

So as I journey toward the nursing shore,

I carry with me the lessons of yore.

From hardship's crucible, I emerge refined,

A healer's spirit, a soul enshrined.

With each step forward, I honor the past,

For every struggle, a strength amassed.

Through the storms endured, I find my way,

To brighter shores, where dreams hold sway