
My mother was a nurse (now retired) and one of her great maxim’s was the importance of washing your hands. As a Matron, hand-washing was one of the first things she trained new staff in to ensure it was done properly. And at home, her reminders could often be heard around the house – so much so that her many grandsons (9) and grandaughter and even her children (4 – me included) would often roll their eyes – with much affection – at the ‘make sure you’ve washed your hands’ coming from grandma!
My father, a writer and producer, wrote a poem about six years ago as an ode to my mother, which he named ‘Wash Those Hands… a nurse’s lament’ and then turned said poem into a little song with the help of his composer. After much conversation over the last few weeks, we thought it might be useful to share this for all those working with children and trying to find something to inspire them to keep washing those hands. Happy reading – singing – and hand washing!
‘Wash Those Hands…a nurse’s lament..’
by James Verner
Wash Wash Wash those hands
Never let a dirty moment pass
Wash wash wash those hands
Keep them clean all day
Wash them ’fore eating
After the shopping
Round fingers and thumbs
Bugs and germs will drain away
Each time you wash those hands
Wash those hands so-ooo care-fully
Morning Noon and Night
Wash them shake them dry ’em
Get them clean that’s right
Hey you, please do it with all your might
Wash Wash Wash those hands
Never let a dirty moment pass
Without – wash wash wash those hands
Keep them clean all day- to-oooday
Go on splash about a bit!
© James Verner









separate the two forms of writing and if you had to choose between the two, which would it be? At this time in my career I would choose fiction writing. I’m a storyteller and I find sometimes I can’t say all I want to with poetry, but saying that I am working on a longer, book-length poem at the moment. I don’t think there’s any need to truly separate poetry and prose and thankfully readers are becoming more open to untried/lyrical writing such as mine.







