Poem for — and from — a hopeful new grad

July 31, 2026

A Waikato nurse expresses her frustration at being unable to care for patients how she would like, through poetry.

Hopeful new grad

 

You arrive early, you finish late

Caring hard you’re skipping breaks

You didn’t sign up for this to be your fate

You think of leaving now, this relationship with nursing is love/hate

 

Am I a failure you’re wondering

While your ears with Watson ring: “caring the essence of nursing”

 

I just wanted to to care

How can I care?

Please let me care ?

Impossible to care

 

Quick the pain relief over there

Faster, faster, oh I wish I had time to wash this patient’s hair

 

I need more support, I look around

But everyone’s running bum up head down

 

Caring, caring it’s why I’m here

This load’s too heavy for me to bear

 

Document, document why do I always finish late?

And I just can’t seem to get off on breaks

 

I can’t properly care for everyone

This load’s too much, shall I run?

 

A thousand things going through my mind- why does it always feel like I’m behind?

It’s because you care . . . I see you going the extra mile there

 

This constant state of overwhelm

Will my cortisol level ever come down?

 

Most days you go home wondering

Why is this failure feeling lingering?

 

Take your breaks on time they say

Can I take a thousand and stay away?

 

But how could I possibly go away?

With all that’s going on, I care too much I have to stay  and fight so to a future new grad I can say:

It’s better now than the yesterdays, now we actually have TIME to care in the right way.


This poem is partly a reflection of my own experience as a new graduate but also draws on my 11 years of nursing experience and observations of how deeply hopeful students and new graduates can be affected by the seemingly impossible job of nursing — the job of simply being able to actually, fully and holistically, care in the way we nurses have been trained. My sense that the system feels broken and it feels pointless asking for or hoping for better staffing ratios — because nothing ever seems to change. Wondering if the fighting is even worth it, but realising if we don’t do anything about then we definitely won’t see any changes.

— Beth Armitage is based in Waikato.