April dribbles - 4

The doctor says
You’ll be okay
Take aspirin, go away.
The doctor’s tired.

The doctor says
Go home and sleep.
Tonight he works more hours
Than clocks can keep.

The doctor says
He’ll be okay
Don’t worry Mom as if
Mothers can stop.

The doctor works
A lot. Mom prays.

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Marianne said…
Things are booming over here on Day 6 of National Poem Writing Month. Thought I would take a break and see how things are with you!

Wonderful dribble! Doctors work so hard but who takes care of them?
April 6, 2011 at 8:22 AM
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