In His Hands Poem by Mary Champion

In His Hands

As the ether worked its magic
and swamped her awareness
she was left free of the pain.
Frail and vulnerable,
with scant defences against the trauma to come,
only the skill of the Edinburgh-trained surgeon
could restore her to health.

Wednesday, February 19, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: awareness,magic,work
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