A Poem - For those at Plumas District Hospital

June-03-2024

In the heart of Plumas, where mountains rise,
Lies a beacon of hope, beneath clear skies.
A place where care and kindness blend,
A place where healing hands extend.

Each day begins with a gentle dawn,
And the promise of care, from dusk till morn.
Our team of heroes, brave and true,
In every task, they see it through.

From nurses with their tender touch,
To doctors who give oh so much.
Admin, techs, and those unseen,
Working hard behind the scene.

With every smile and every cheer,
You lift the hearts of those you near.
In moments fraught with pain or fear,
Your presence brings the light so clear.

Gratitude fills these halls today,
For every role, in every way.
For late-night shifts and early starts,
For endless strength and boundless hearts.

At Plumas District, it's plain to see,
A family bound by unity.
So here's to you, with deepest praise,
For all your hard and selfless days.

In each patient’s grateful eyes,
In every heartfelt, thankful sigh,
Know that your work, it matters much,
Your caring hands, your healing touch.

Thank you, heroes, one and all,
For answering every single call.
In Plumas District's hallowed halls,
You are the heart that beats for all.

Written by Josh Gatti, NA at Plumas District Hospital

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