In the sterile halls where whispers roam, A doctor stands in quiet grace, With steady hands and a heart of…
In sterile halls where hope resides, A doctor toils with steady hands, Through sleepless nights and endless tides, To heal…
In sterile halls where whispers blend, A symphony of care begins to mend, With hands that soothe and hearts that…
In sterile halls where whispers flow, A doctorâs hands bring healing glow, With every touch, with every care, They mend…