For C T Heart Poem by James McLain

Whisper is for you to choose of law
no beauty juxt transposed exfact
O nought where law does flow
none know.
Emergeny rooms save lives all know
beauty in body grace to flow
to eyes and minds
would grow.
Dr fast decision on the bed of life must
choose in lite chop chop in words
you saw no flow.
Poetry or prose to me none know fast
flowing life in ear this room I chose
to grow with help from some.