Gentle

I forgot to take my towel

Along as required by the

Institute of physical medicine

But then the physiotherapist

From Georgia

Accommodates me with

Fetching a huge paper towel

Like used on examination beds.

I like to talk to her about

Whatever comes to my mind.

Her gentle hands massage

Life back into my leg

For a faster healing and recovery.

At times I move my head and

Look up

Gaze into her large dusky eyes

Revealing dedication for her

Mission to heal her patients

And not just to have a job.

The big eyed Georgian woman

With her gentle touches.

GENTLE.ELTNEG

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’19.

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