A DEDICATION ‘Our Miracle Of Life’ is dedicated to Dr Catherine Thompson for her vocation to humanity and to the kindness and consideration she shows to her never-ending list of patients at the NHS. She is a very special human being. Four other special people We would like also to acknowledge in this special dedication, four other amazing and deserving individuals and stalwarts of the NHS: Mr Hamayun Saghir, a specialist and a caring man with innovation and a great panoramic vision of the future, Dr Haslam of Queen’s Square medical practice Lancaster, who carries out a heavy workload week after week and represents a vital and major service to the public and the dedicated CRNS, Michelle Holmes who works above and beyond the call of duty and clinical nursing specialist, Wendy Maudsley with a heart full of kindness. Finally, we commend the brilliant teams of NHS personnel, all unsung heroes and working tirelessly and in a dangerous environment for the NHS cause.
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This is why the NHS is able to offer such a lifesaving, wonderful free service to the people of the UK. This remarkable service must be protected and advanced with the necessary resources. One day the politicians might recognize and appreciate all those in the NHS or connected with it for their true value and worth to our society-but I fear all too late.
Our miracle of life Upon a time before ancient earth Saw the deadly birth
Myriads of black holes and startling shooting stars
Or felt the poisonous kiss
The red planet Mars
Of the cursed global climate crisis
An orchestrated cacophony
A mountainous asteroid
With many more magical
Of secret creation day and night
mysteries in the universe to see
Journeyed on at lightning speed
On the expanding stage of Infinity
Whilst nurturing humanity’s seed
These new unending horizons emerging
Surging past the warped dazzling Milky Way
Beyond all human understanding
And engulfed by an endless array
At last journeys end and the mounting of Mother Earth
Of limitless light and dark matter
Causing a nuclear collision
Randomly it seems at play
Of death stress and strife
Yet with universal order imposed
Yet in time miracling pristine birth
every day
With wondrous biodiversity of life