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Only A CNA? ( Work Poem ) By Dawn Mazzola

Only A CNA? Who are you to refer to us, As "Only" a CNA? We're the ones who wash and dress, Our patients for the day. We're the ones who take the time, To listen to them speak. We listen about their lifetime, In a forty hour week. We also give our hands to hold, When someone's feeling scared. It's not easy being a patient, You're never quite prepared. We take the time to listen, By lending both our ears. We listen to their worries, Or how they've spent their years. Our arms were made to reach, And even wrap around. To give our patients hugs, When their feeling a little down. We help our patients do the things, They used to do on their own. Everybody needs some help, Even when we're grown. So who are you to refer to us, As "only" a CNA? We do our best to meet their needs, Within our working day. We chose to do this job, The job did not choose us.

Being Brave At Night ( Famous Children Poem ) By Edgar Guest

Being Brave At Night The other night 'bout two o'clock, or maybe it was three, An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me. His trunk was wavin' in the air an' spoutin' jets of steam An' he was out to eat me up, but still I didn't scream Or let him see that I was scared - a better thought I had, I just escaped from where I was and crawled in bed with dad. One time there was a giant who was horrible to see, He had three heads and twenty arms, an' he came after me And red hot fire came from his mouths and every hand was red And he declared he'd grind my bones and make them into bread. But I was just too smart for him, I fooled him might bad, Before his hands could collar me I crawled in bed with dad. I ain't scared of nothin that comes pesterin' me at night. Once I was chased by forty ghosts all shimmery an' white. An' I just raced 'em round the room an' let 'em think maybe