Poem by Michael Rosen

[Kevin53]

This poem was written to celebrate the 60th anniversary of the NHS:

These are the hands

These are the hands

That touch us first

Feel your head

Find the pulse

And make your bed.

These are the hands

That tap your back

Test the skin

Hold your arm

Wheel the bin

Change the bulb

Fix the drip

Pour the jug

Replace your hip.

These are the hands

That fill the bath

Mop the floor

Flick the switch

Soothe the sore

Burn the swabs

Give us a jab

Throw out sharps

Design the lab.

And these are the hands

That stop the leaks

Empty the pan

Wipe the pipes

Carry the can

Clamp the veins

Make the cast

Log the dose

And touch us last.

[CecilyParsley]

Great news that Michael Rosen is now out of intensive care too ❤️

[Kevin53 in reply to CecilyParsley]

Yes excellent news 💜

[bookish]

Thank you x