246 Ode to ObGyns

Posted on February 11, 2016 by Ken Greenman

I was just a witness there,
but I glide from the birthing room
with magic on my face,
brush miracle like gold dust
from my hair.
What it must be to work in Gynocology,
to witness wonder in each new delivery,
woven in blood lace!

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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