A tribute to the doctors, nurses and medical staff from around the world who lost their lives in the fight against COVID-19.
Many soldiers have seen first-hand the terrors of war and, frightening though it often was, they identified who they were fighting, and could recognise their enemy.
Nothing initiatives home the reality of adulthood quite so clearly as the death of a parent.
You might be furious, disturbed or wounded not to have had the chance to say goodbye in person, or to be there when your loved one parents passed.
Their death was perhaps unexpected, so you might feel speechless and unprepared. Dealing with the loss of a loved one at any time is disturbing. Losing parents during the coronavirus pandemic, whether to COVID-19 or to other reasons, will bring additional challenges.
A tribute to the doctors-
This poem on behalf of Children who lost parents during covid 19
I know jasmine is your favorite flower,
If jasmine grow in bliss,
Lord, please pick a bundle for me,
Give them in my Mother’s hands,
and tell her they’re from me.
And if snowfall in heaven,
Please Lord tell my Dad,
That I am missing him so badly.
Sun has now hidden behind the clouds,
I want to see the sun with you again.
It will never come back again and sparkle.
Dear Lord, please tell them ,
Without them, I don’t know how to survive,
Because remembering them is easy,
I do it every day,
but there’s a throbbing within my core,
that will never go away.
I close my eyes and see the multi-colored wings,
surround me in my gloomiest moments
and my gladdest times.
Somewhere in my spirit beneath
all my misery and soreness,
Is a smile I still apparel at
the sound of your cherished name.
They say memories are unique; well, maybe this is factual.
But I never wanted memories.
I only wanted to live with them.
Somewhere in the darkness, a quiet professional is waiting. they didn’t care that they were tired,
They struggled to prevent the World from covid.
They sacrificed their daughter.
I know World will not remember their name
They don’t even know
That my parents are a warrior
But Lord, please tell them
I will write this poem to let World knows,
A Warrior Always stand and fight all night to
keep us from harm,
And my parents, my warrior.
Dear Lord, please tell them
My tears are not a sign of my paleness;
Not a sign of my loneliness
they are a sign of the adoration I have privileged.
They will eternally fall down my cheeks
when I think of you with pride.
I never told you enough how proud
I am to be called your lil Daughter,
Now that both of you are gone, I want to show to the World
My parents gave me much more than a name,
My parents were the best example of
what humanity should be.
I am stunned that someone would say that of me.
Take care of your mental health
You may experience increased stress during this pandemic. Fear and anxiety can be overwhelming and cause strong emotions.
Get immediate help in a crisis
- Call 911
- Disaster Distress Helplineexternal icon: 1-800-985-5990 (press 2 for Spanish), or text TalkWithUs for English or Hablanos for Spanish to 66746. Spanish speakers from Puerto Rico can text Hablanos to 1-787-339-2663.
- National Suicide Prevention Lifelineexternal icon: 1-800-273-TALK (8255) for English, 1-888-628-9454 for Spanish, or Lifeline Crisis Chatexternal icon.
- National Domestic Violence Hotlineexternal icon: 1-800-799-7233 or text LOVEIS to 22522
- National Child Abuse Hotlineexternal icon: 1-800-4AChild (1-800-422-4453) or text 1-800-422-4453
- National Sexual Assault Hotlineexternal icon: 1-800-656-HOPE (4673) or Online Chatexternal icon
- The Eldercare Locatorexternal icon: 1-800-677-1116 TTY Instructionsexternal icon
- Veteran’s Crisis Lineexternal icon: 1-800-273-TALK (8255) or Crisis Chatexternal icon or text: 8388255
A tribute to the doctors