Verse – Septet Celebrating Illness

Some medicines make pain go away–
My visitors know just what to say.

Most doctors speak in just the right tone–
I see nurses smile, yes, through the phone.

Family and friends recall each good time–
Poets send limericks–some even rhyme!

Greet each new sun–I’m still having fun…

  • Steve Shoemaker, Mayo Clinic, Rochester, MN, Dec. 2, 2015. Also posted on Steve’s Caring Bridge page.
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About Gordon C. Stewart

I've always liked quiet. And, like most people, I've experienced the world's madness. "Be Still! Departure from Collective Madness" (Wipf and Stock Publishers, Jan. 2017) distills 47 years of experiencing stillness and madness as a campus minister and Presbyterian pastor (IL, WI, NY, OH, and MN), poverty criminal law firm executive director, and social commentator. Our cat Lady Barclay reminds me to calm down and be much more still than I would be without her.

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