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The E.R. has just lost a rare lady.

She, who had once saved my daughter’s life

and others from the hook of death,

now gone in heavenly peace



Hale and hearty was she, blooming with smile

full of zest and life, but those were just

a projection of what she truly felt inside.

The pain, veiled under those beautiful smiles



I still can envision her usual gait

stethoscope sheathed on her lapel

symbolic of her solemn vocation.

It never failed to function on her patients,

but it slacken to hear those furtive

throbbing in her heart. Her beauty wasn’t

just a pulchritude--hers was beyond what

the eyes could see: a knack in medicine,

science and chemotherapy



Right now, she’s taking a beauty rest

riding in chastise white chariot

ascending above the earth

beautiful as ever--within and without

and she will remain forever like that