In the halls of learning, where knowledge reigns,
I walk the path of the medical domains.
Anatomy and physiology, my constant companions,
Guiding me through intricate human dimensions.
With stethoscope in hand and books piled high,
I delve into the mysteries of the body, oh so sly.
Each diagnosis a puzzle, each treatment a quest,
In the world of medicine, I strive to be the best.
Long hours of study, late nights in the lab,
I embrace the challenges, never to drab.
For in this journey of healing and care,
I find my purpose, beyond compare.
So here I stand, a medical student true,
Eager to learn, to grow, to pursue.
With each heartbeat, each breath, each sigh,
I am bound to this calling, reaching for the sky.
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Thank you for the inspiration. This picked me up out of my seat and motivated me to be a better clinician. In addition, I must keep moving forward in my paperwork... Cheers! Nice poem.