Old Medical Books Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

A source of information,
A guide for evaluation.

Large green medical books
Impressively gave a look.

As a child I leafed through pages…
Two volumes related to all ages.

Curious foldouts of bones…
Images of internal zones.

Looking for a familiar word…
Mostly terms I’ve never heard.

As I grew, I always searched….
It was like a bible in a church.

The contents inspired my mind…
Primed to see what I could find.

The human body is truly amazing.
Each illustration demanded gazing.

Along the way, people become susceptible.
Try to remedy ills; diseases are perceptible.

I discovered everyone is of the same design…
They are all born, then reluctantly decline.