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From Human error or Nature’s dealing a steady hand
Repairs, renews, restarts.
Peeling layers of affluence
Stemming rivers of effluence
Mending, moulding. mountaineering in world’s unknown
Till death is given a door through which life walks
And conqueors.
The unsung heros of the theatre, a bloody battlefield, years of
Knowledge, years of toil, years of confidence that these hands
Will be steady in their pioneering, delicate in their skills.
A mind resolute.
No place for fear nor time for thoughts of failing, for these hands
Have the highest responsibility, they carry a mother’s hope, a
Child’s future, a father’s vision, and yet who are the unsung
Heros, the brave, courageous, enduring, who
Will not be broken in their endeavour.
Are they the names upon our lips?
The mentioned at table.
The revered of mammon.
The heros imprinted in stone?
In a wrapping of humility they patiently bring gifts
To the table.
Unquestioned of deserving.
Bereft of judgement.
And we take them as our right.
No backward glance! And So
Our gift to you is recognition, we bow in
humble respect,
We lift you in high esteem.
We honour you in this world
And for all that you have done
In and for our lives.
We extend to you our
Thankful hearts and
We remain indebted.
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Ode to a Surgeon

Contributed by northernlights on Monday, 15th July 2013 @ 09:54:37 AM in AEST
Topic: Tributes

Ode to a Surgeon.

From Human error or Nature’s dealing a steady hand
Repairs, renews, restarts.
Peeling layers of affluence
Stemming rivers of effluence
Mending, moulding. mountaineering in world’s unknown
Till death is given a door through which life walks
And conqueors.
The unsung heros of the theatre, a bloody battlefield, years of
Knowledge, years of toil, years of confidence that these hands
Will be steady in their pioneering, delicate in their skills.
A mind resolute.
No place for fear nor time for thoughts of failing, for these hands
Have the highest responsibility, they carry a mother’s hope, a
Child’s future, a father’s vision, and yet who are the unsung
Heros, the brave, courageous, enduring, who
Will not be broken in their endeavour.
Are they the names upon our lips?
The mentioned at table.
The revered of mammon.
The heros imprinted in stone?
In a wrapping of humility they patiently bring gifts
To the table.
Unquestioned of deserving.
Bereft of judgement.
And we take them as our right.
No backward glance! And So
Our gift to you is recognition, we bow in
humble respect,
We lift you in high esteem.
We honour you in this world
And for all that you have done
In and for our lives.
We extend to you our
Thankful hearts and
We remain indebted.

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Re: Ode to a Surgeon (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 15th July 2013 @ 11:52:08 PM AEST
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We remain indebted

Yeah, I owe my surgeon lots of money..heh heh.

Interesting poem, my dear Anna. Having recently been operated on, and several times before, I can definitely relate to depending on that steady hand of the ol' surgeon.

It definitely takes a certain person full of skill to be s surgeon.

Re: Ode to a Surgeon (User Rating: 1 )
by deusdeira on Tuesday, 16th July 2013 @ 05:08:36 AM AEST
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Few things are more precious then life and those who can save lives are few. Some things are too often taken for granted.

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