poem

 MeltsI like to think I was good onceLong before I began to fall.I like to imagine that raindropsBegin as beautiful crystalline Snowflakes only to melt Into unlovely wet blobsJust like all the others, caughtIn a long unstoppable fallIt ’s a shame that such beautyBegins in cold stillnessBeyond the reach of eyes,That our intricate designMust lose its original form.But such is the price of a life,Of hurtling down to earth.I ’m older now and Nearing terminal velocity.I was beautiful once.I used to shimmer in the sun.But now the earth is parchedAnd I sense my son is thirsty.4/10/22

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - April 12, 2022 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs