Sunshine in the Pharmacy

Patient's life, a treasure so divine, Our service, priceless, like the sunshine. When patients speak, wisdom they assign, Our response, a melody in time. Though we stumble, we rise with grace, Good folks we are, with a smiling face. Birds outside the window, sing in our space, In the pharmacy, we find our place. Though we're pharmacists, our hearts are light, With a medicine spoon, we ignite. The past, oh the past, it's out of sight, We look forward, with future so bright. Want to turn back, but we're not sad, We embrace the journey, with the good and the bad.