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God sends you special people in your life, when they are most needed! He Sent Me Dr. Muk. And My Nurse Wanda. It Was By The Hand Of God, you were sent to me.
I dedicate this page to you both! I love you both so much! You are my earth angels! God Bless Ya Both You Are My Greatest Inspirations Always! Also dedicated to the greatest mail lady and sis, Kathy Sis, I love ya so much, who has helped me in many ways, even making it easier to get my mail in my yard. May you have many blessings as you read this website as you have inspired and given me much inspiration. A special tribute to the greatest and the most determined doctor in the world, Dr. Allison, my granddaughter three, who calls and reminds grandma to rest and take medicines. I love you very much. Ty for caring for Grandma and reminding her to take it easy. Grandma really does love you so much! My little angel! 
By The Hand Of God The world had become weary of the constant strikes. Sadly The Father looked upon the tragedies, Giving the gift of compassion to His chosen writers, Showing the right pathway to faith and hope. To help his innocent family, A special benevolence was given, Bestowing the Quill of Love upon His chosen, Establishing His knowledgeable guild of His children. The spirit of the innocent was being trampled by evil, Taking away their spiritual will to fight. Jesus picked out his best writers to take on the challenge, Bringing the world illumination of His love. Picking up the feathery pen with an ultimate goal in sight, Many writers were performing their chosen destiny, Honoring man and God with their quill of ink, Leaving behind the gift of believing in themselves. By The Hand Of God, The world was given a chance to heal. Through His gifted wisdom of serenity, His chosen would illuminate the world with His words. They would establish a healing balm of forever, Leading others to find hope in their parchment of faith, Illuminating their own lives with their persistence, Sealing their eternal writing contract forever in His light. Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2015 By The Hand Of God Dedicated to the chosen poets and writers in Sick Poet Society, Also dedicated to my nephew, I raised, David, Estella Sis, Cindy Sis, Hope Sis, Marianna Sis, and Feon Sis. I Love Ya All My Writers And Poet Family! May the blessings of Jesus always be your true Pen! 
God Sent Me Dr. Muk.
She Continually Saves This Sick Poet! Thank You Dr. Muk. I Honor You! |
Nature Luvyapoet Honors Her Indian Ancestors!
WATER INTO BLOOD
Where water once ruled, Blood will replace the innocent tides. Tomorrow we will ride the trail of death. Today we stand firm on the earth, Where our ancestors have lived for years. We are ready to defend against the enemy. The blood-red sun is going down. It tells of the tragedy soon, When the Native American life will die. The burial grounds are crying bloody tears. Our ancestors weep over the forthcoming tragedy, Watched over by the golden eagle’s perceptive eye. Tomorrow we ride on death’s stallion, On a trail of death we will travel. When the Native American life will die. Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2003 The Cherokee Rose 
HIS LAST TRAIL A buffalo robe covers tired shoulders, Leathery skin adorns his face. Many moons ago he was given the great position, Responsibility over his surviving tribe. He was taught by his father to be a caring leader. Taught in the same ways of his ancestors. All the years of worry ridged his forehead. Tired bones could rest no more. Hearing his grandfather calling to him, The winds echoed his name. He prepared his body for his journey, Joining other chiefs in The Great Hunting Ground. Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2003 The Cherokee Rose 
DANCE OF THE LOST SPIRIT
The moon casts an ominous glow, On the once verdant land. Now barren of buffalo, Where Indian life lost its stand. The hunting grounds are no longer plentiful. Bows and arrows have become symbols, Of a heritage once the share, Now desecrated by modern tools. The buffalo has become extinct. No tepees left standing, Natural furs no longer blanket. Replaced by a new age demanding. The machinery of the modern population, Rule the Native American Trail. Burial grounds are weeping in indignation, Long ago raided by the destructors bearing travail. Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2003 The Cherokee Rose |
My Dr. Muk was heaven sent and without her there wouldn't be a Poet Dorothy to help the world. Jesus guides her to keep me alive and lately I find every deadly thing out there! I love you Dr. Muk and thank you for keeping me alive!
Love Ya Muahhhhh Ya Poet! You have gone out of your way to help keep me alive so I can help others and sent me my awesome caring Nurse Wanda. Together you make the greatest team! I love ya both and thank you both! 
Dedication To My Earth Angel And Doctor There comes a time in your life when your health deteriorates to the point, others give up and even some of your doctors do. The Lord sent me my earth angel, Dr. Muk, to make my life healthier and fuller with her love and knowledge. So many years fighting a disease and more sickness and things happen but still you try to save others from their lost in sickness. Lost In Sickness can be emotional, physical and even loss of faith. I have joined six billion churches to offer my poetry to help others and I do many gravesides, tributes, anniversaries, birthdays and any needed to appease any need. Like Dr. Muk, she answers every plea with her special and very knowledgeable advice and diagnostic procedures, whatever it takes, I try to make every mile I walk or webcam count for another. This poet would be lost without her and very sick. Very few people ever have the special doctor I was blest to have been given by The Lord. I am dedicating my new books Lost In Sickness the whole twenty five series to her. Dr Muk is my earth angel, doing all to best of her ability despite my many troubling obstacles and I thank her from the bottom of my heart. I bequeath her this book to help others in their battle. Recently I became more lost in sickness and Dr. Muk gave me the right direction to find answers and and awesome internal medicine team Dr. Delmas Team and Dr. Irfan’s team set me on the road to recovery control. Recently I realized my battle could destroy my writing Jesus and my gift to the world. My heart is blurring my eyesight even taking it. Numbness taking my ability to type even walk and even exist at times. I have spent my life, helping others to never feel like I did growing up and to spread the hope Jesus gave me. I fed animals with my poetry and taught children, I won many executive awards, poetry awards, became a honorary chaplin for our warriors and Christian counselor despite I was comaing my brain stopping, I received my diploma, and despite these new obstacles, I will persevere as you will with the right doctors like I found. I was told years ago I would die in four months but that year I wrote 20 books afraid to sleep, I would coma. Jesus and a great primary doctor, Dr. Abraham, kept me alive when heart doctors ran away then awesome Dr. Mothaparti, heart nurses, and pac took over giving me a journey I could live with, Now Dr. Muk keeps this sick poet alive to touch another's heart. Jesus sent her to me and now today I honor her and the world honors her! There comes a time when ya have to accept things just happened but you have to accept and go on. It helps to have the most awesome doctor to watch over you in these times. Fighting so many diseases can become wearisome, and ya get weaker. My Dr Muk, never forgets to remind me, “Take It Slower.” At first I failed to do this but now my body has made me listen after so many falls. She was not happy when I fought a skunk with a yogurt cup on its head, rattlesnakes, and mean dogs and lectured me severely. She always loves to remind me I am fragile but I love her. Dr. Muk. You never give up my fight, just change the battle plan and you are ready for every new onslaught, whether it be physical or infection. The Lord gave all of us women veterans, a veteran doctor like us. Dr Muk, Thank You for all you do for us. We, women veterans, will always love you and as the world reads this new book and they will. They will know the greatest physicians, Jesus and Dr. Muk. My gratitude is to both. Without your love, faith, and care, I know I would be bedridden and lost in sickness. I talked to so many yesterday that are so mad and judgmental about veteran care. I am so glad my doctor is the very best and my forever blessing. Dr. Muk, I have to admit lately my body has broke down like an overworked mule and I have to admit I have overworked it lots but you been very good to teach me and use your medical knowledge and ability to heal me. I will continue to teach others as I can but right now I have to recuperate and heal. You were chosen for all my twenty five series because of this dedication and love and frankly because you cared beyond most doctors I met. I have to tell you, Dr. Muk. I am so lost in sickness right now but it helps to know despite how overworked you are, you always had time to help this very sick poet. When I think I can’t go on I help others like you do me and it seems to help me too. The blindness, numbness, and all sickness scares me but I know I can record words and type later so my poetry work will go on. We make a great team just little slower on my side, You are God’s Blessing To The World, My Dr. Muk. Love Ya Muahhh My Dr. Muk God Bless Ya Poet Dorothy E. Scott Physician’s Prayer Sitting at the lily adorned altar of care and understanding, A dedicated physician looked up toward The Father. “Lord Jesus, Grant me this voice of a physician to ask for guidance. Nervously her hands trembled from the anticipation.” “Lord Jesus, Grant me the knowledge to heal without prejudice, The emotional balance to withstand adversity, A loving hand to guide my veteran patients through the roughest trials, Giving them hope when critical illnesses erupt.” “Lord Jesus, Give me patience to counsel their every need. Never forgetting the difficult roads they travel, Giving them encouragement and hope to battle every desperate fight. Making them nutritionally fit and healthy as meant to be.” “Lord Jesus, Lead me on the lighted pathway to aid others, Giving them a more profitable life along the way, Teaching them the proper care to benefit the body and soul. Make me the great physician You meant me to be.” Lord Jesus, Thank You for giving me care and understanding.”A compassionate heart to heal and embrace my patients. Healing them with my love, knowledge, and care. Giving all my praises only to Your grace and Your benevolence!” Amen Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2015 The Meeting Of The Lion And The Lamb Revealing Of The True Healing Of The Lion Dedicated to Barbara McKinley (Our Loving Cousin Who died from pancreatic cancer.) Written for Dr. Shantasri Mukhopadhyay (dedicated also), who saved my life and always gives me faith! May This Book Help Others Through Jesus! 
Her Breathe Enlightens Her Patient’s Murky Water Radiance beams from her spiritual enlightenment always giving, A medical staff bears golden serpents inlaid with her prestige, Always searching for the next answer in her knowledgeable mind. Engraving another plaque on her honored wall of true dedication. She leaves her breathe on the murky water of another patient’s healing, Executing her ultimate control of every situation, Ordering every test needed in her knowledge to heal Calling in any specialist needed to achieve her lady veteran’s comfort. Her compassionate heart bleeds for her patients, Making her work harder to find the right answers in a difficult diagnosis. Carrying her responsibilities on her overworked shoulders, She is always willing to leave her breathe on the murky water of another patient. A bountiful heart rehabilitates her patients with many cautions, Teaching them to reach higher goals and expectations, Leaving her patients with rejuvenation thoughts and belief, Not afraid to wade in the murky water of any patient. She uses her abilities to offer new beginnings in faith, When sickness seems to mask any hope needed, Breathing into her patient the gift of hope, Preparing them for the journey needed in their healing. “I’ll Always Be There,” is her motto for her patients. She never lets us down in any situation. I know because she saved my life with her love and dedication, She is my hero always with enlightening breath on my forever murky water! Thanks For Caring For This Sick Poet! Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2015 Lost In Sickness Dr. Muk, Love Ya. A Book from Jesus to help others in their journey with their lost in sickness! May it bring you eternal peace and His encouragement always. 
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I’ll Be There
Sometimes life becomes a frustrating pathway to walk. It helps to have a special doctor to remind you to keep the faith, Though you always seem find a new way to stumble and fall. She picks you up with a lecture and little hope too. Her faith illuminates your dismal outlook, Her knowledge builds a sturdy bridge to cross, Adding a healthy foundation to mature and grow, Teaching you the pathway you must follow to live safely. She is quick to remind you to take it slower, When you think faster is the best way. Her love overcomes your persistence, Her strong caring has won the battle over all! She always reminds you, “ I’ll Be There! ” Her scepter remains ready for her healing thrust. Her faith becomes her pedestal to lean on, Teaching others, “ There Is Always A Healing With The Lord!” Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2015 Lost In Sickness Dr. Muk, Love Ya. A Book from Jesus to help others in their journey with their lost in sickness! May it bring you eternal peace and His encouragement always. 
God Sent Me A Special Nurse, Nurse Wanda!
She saved my life one night! I am always happy she is my nurse and helps me in many ways! I dedicate this book and poem to you Love Ya Poet Dorothy 
Nurse Wanda, God never makes mistakes and Jesus Sent me you to save me so I can continue helping others! Thank you for always being there,
My Nurse Angel. Love Ya Muahhhhhh Nurse Wanda! Tribute To Nurse Wanda And Jesus
The Lord sent me Nurse Wanda, Dr. Muk’s Nurse, at that time, when I needed her the most! She is still there even though she is a nurse for another doctor. I started having bad stroke symptoms and she forcibly persuaded me to go to the emergency room. I was hospitalized and given medicines and tests that saved my life. I owe her so much and I want her to know she is an illumination to my life too. I have started this new series, Receive His Light for her and others needing more illumination in their lives, not realizing they have already received His light just they needed to know this gift is already there. She is a special poet and my adopted sis and friend too! I just want you to know I have fought my difficult journey and sickness alone most of the time. Many time I became frustrated with the pain and attacks. Dr. Muk. and you remind me it is worth the fight! I spend all my time making a healing for the world but sometimes forget I need to rest and let some healing for myself be the primary thought. I fight excruciating pain but your loving thoughts help me face another day illuminating the world. I know you don’t realize it but Jesus had me write this series for you. I was looking for the perfect book to tell you my feelings. I hope you will see the spiritual illumination you already have. Thank you for being there my second doctor though my Dr. Muk. is so busy, you always help me find answers from her. Truly both of you are my illumination in this sickness I can never understand, you teach me knowledge I need to hear always. I know you can’t take the pain away but it helps to know you care. You are my nurse angel from Jesus above. My illumination nurse angel can only be you. I just want to say thanks for caring and let you know you are my precious angel, who illuminates my spirit and mind. The world thanks you for helping their God’s Poet still be able to illuminate their lives too. I know the women veterans love you as much as I do. Keep spreading your illumination to others sick like me. Make their heart enlighten with your illumination like mine already does! God Bless Ya Love Ya Muahhhhhhhh Poet Dorothy Sis My Illumination Nurse Angel When my heart becomes weary, My life fight has become more difficult, It is nice to know my illumination nurse angel is always there, Helping me cross another hurdle in my health journey. It is a spiritual blessing to always know. Your compassionate heart is waiting, Offering me comfort and advice, Your knowledgeable love is a comfort to my dismayed soul. There is a beacon only a special nurse can carry, A special illumination for her patients, Her nurse staff is a beacon for the lost wayfarer, Struggling to understand her sickness. My Illumination Angel! You carry this sacred staff to enlighten the sick, Bringing your patients your special gift, One they desperately need to heal from their affliction. I honor you with the most prestigious award, God’s Special Nurse Angel Always bringing such illumination to us all, We could never repay you for your precious gift. When my heart becomes weary, My life fight has become more difficult, It is nice to know my illumination nurse angel is always there, Bringing me hope to enlighten my dismal way. Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2015 Receive His Light This book is dedicated to my illumination angel, Nurse Wanda Field. I could never repay her for her loving care, that saved my life when I needed it the most. May Ya continue to receive His light and know you already do. 
Blessing To My Mail Carrier Kathy
Weary feet and aching back deliver another package in the heat or snow. The mail carrier delivers another package, letter, or monthly bill. Her vehicle becomes her carriage to bless another. Her smile brings hope and caring to all who see her. Muddy truck bears witness to a recent downpour. Nothing stops this country mail lady on her route.. Biting dogs, bees, or numerous pests deter not the dedication of the mail carrier. Through heat, snow, or rain the mail must go on. May The Lord’s loving hands hold you on your mail route, Sending your weary body the kiss of healing. Watching over you in your faithful journey each day. May His love always send you rays of His spiritual light. May His knowledge guide you through the rougher roads. Every mile you ride or walk will be blessed with His pious intervention, Letting not a rattlesnake or man bite your precious heel. His spiritual illumination will guide you through the every mailbox. Feel His hallowed lamp enthrone your body, As you feel the blessings of His love encircle your weary body. He walks with you in every footstep or mile, Spreading His blessing over your entire being! May It Be Done In The Lord’s Name I Pray! Amen! Dorothy E. Scott © Copyrighted 2013 Dedicated to the greatest mail lady and sis, Kathy Sis, who has helped me in many ways. Even making it easier to get my mail in my yard. May you have many blessings as you read His book as you have inspired and given me. 
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