Life Flight
Poem
The rescue helicopter percussions its way to the hospital ER and wakes me at five a.m. I welcome this interruption because, right now, in this pre-dawn city, strangers are saving another stranger’s life.
The rescue helicopter percussions its way to the hospital ER and wakes me at five a.m. I welcome this interruption because, right now, in this pre-dawn city, strangers are saving another stranger’s life.
Thanks be to all the people who look danger, illness, and injury head on, and help us rest easy, even when we are wakeful.
Beautiful. A different point of view