poem

 First ResponderI went to check a pulseAnd when I turned her headHer face was goneInstead of a faceThere were a million wordless thoughtsAnd thousand sacrilegious prayersInstead of a little girlWe ’d become a bodyIn the bushes, gunned down Without a faceNo one smilesYou can ’t even a frown 5/7/23

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - May 7, 2023 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs