Primary Doctor Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Primary Doctor



Infinitely finding problems in the daily grind of this life,
medical assistants failing to do their jobs, many times over.

Loving the doctor, he's very good, knows what he's doing,
it's a shame that his staff is so horribly unqualified to do
what he needs done.

Monday, January 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success