Poetry in Medicine

Introducing the Newest Section of My Blog . . . “Poetry in Medicine” with first entry: “During the Night”

During the Night Earl Stewart, Jr.   I whispered gently to her That he was in good hands. I had taken that grand stand In solemn vow that I valued his life, I fathomed her pain, As I gathered the history of his strife.   Disease is a strange thing— How it rips and roars … Continue reading