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The Unseen
Physician
I touched his
little fevered
head
And watched him
as he slept.
He looked so
tiny in the bed;
He did not hear
me when I wept.
We've
done all that we
can do,
They said
earlier in the
day.
They told me to
get some rest,
But I said I'd
rather stay.
When
morning came I
saw him smile,
Oh, happy
moment! -- and I
knew
As I'd kept
vigil by his bed
Someone Else had
been there too.
Copyright
© 1971 Ruth
Gillis
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"The
Unseen Physician" was
previously published in
the September/October 1993 issue
of Tucumcari Literary Review.
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