Deeply Red Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deeply Red



Respiratory therapist just here to give my friend a
breathing treatment.

Her stethoscope, the part you put on your chest, was
a beautiful red heart.

Deeply red as I imagine our blood is when within us,
she was a kind and patient person and therapist.

Happy to see she is taking care of my friend, for he
deserves the best.

Sunday, November 22, 2015
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