I have forgotten the pain
I have forgotten the wounds
The pain of unsleeping nights
The wounds of failed exams;
I am a physician now
I am the patients' hope
Their teardrops move me.
I became a reason for the suffering children
I became a champion for my friends
A strange, tired but amazing child for my parents
An eternal busy mother
And, for sure, a hard-to-understand wife.
All of these because I chose to be a physician,
And I swore to be skilled in my job
Because I like my career, I like children
And I want to bring them back to health.
Please, forgive me for my neglect
Try to understand and let me be forthright
And I promise to be
A real mother, although eternally busy
A real wife, although sometimes hard to understand
A good, but strange, child for my parents
And also, a champion physician.