20 Years in EMS

In the cradle of crisis, where angels tread.

Through births and farewells, the highs and the lows,

A frontline witness as life's river flows.

In the grip of trauma, the echo of screams,

A medic's reality, a realm of extremes.

From heartbeats of joy to the silence of strife,

A symphony of moments, a dance with life.

In the trauma bay's hush, where seconds are gold,

A medic's heart, a story unfolds.

A witness to courage, where warriors stand,

Yet shadows linger, a haunting demand.

The weight of the gurney, a burden profound,

Carrying stories, the silent, the sound.

In the eyes of a child, in a senior's gaze,

A medic's journey, through life's maze.

But as years accumulate, like badges worn,

The weight of the stories, the hearts that are torn.

PTSD's shadow, a relentless hound,

A silent companion in the medic's round.

The echoes of sirens, a haunting refrain,

In the corridors of memory, etched with pain.

A soul stretched thin, like the ambulance's wire,

In the quiet moments, where emotions transpire.

In the still of the night, a paramedic reflects,

On the faces encountered, the souls it collects.

From the elation of saving, to the sorrow of loss,

A medic's heart bears a heavy cross.

Through the tunnels of trauma, where echoes persist,

A realization dawns, a catalyst to exist.

In the crucible of care, where empathy lies,

A call for compassion, for humanity's ties.

Twenty years in the trenches, a battle-worn soul,

In the aftermath of trauma, a medic's toll.

Yet, in the pain's echo, a revelation unfolds,

The need for connection, where love consoles.

For in the ambulance's dance, in the silent night,

A medic discovers, in the softest light,

That people, in crisis, need more than a cure,

They need compassion, understanding, and more.

In the dance of despair, where trauma entwines,

A medic learns, empathy defines.

For beyond the skills, the medical art,

It's the human touch that mends the heart.

So, in the echo of sirens, in the ambulance's roll,

A medic embraces a compassionate goal.

To care for each other, in the highs and the strife,

To bridge the gaps in the dance with life.

In the symphony of sirens, where moments enthrall,

A medic's revelation, a compassionate call.

For in the tapestry of trauma, where stories are spun,

It's the threads of love that must be unspun.

In twenty years of service, a soul laid bare,

In the medic's heart, a pledge to care.

To honor each story, the joy and the strife,

A testament to the beauty and fragility of life.