Bill Soboslay

(Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA)

The Doctor - Poem by Bill Soboslay

In waiting room, all seats are filled;
with, Oh so many pairs of feet!
For every pair that you can see;
Someone is sitting on a seat!
And so begins the doctor's day!
''Tis just a case of on and on
For here comes in one pair of feet!
His office work, few minute free;;
To really be physician true;
Much to busy as a bee!
So very tired, he may be;
But can he take the time for lunch;
Or just a candy bar to much!
A doctor's service is to man;
Surely, a profession grand!
At times may seem no end in sight;
The only hope, sweet peace at night!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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