Reflections on Doctors day


Happy to be now and here
Happy to be am whatever
Not so young to take refuge in Naive
Not so old to be bold n wise
Yet jittery on seeing patients keep trust in us and fight despair
Can I raise unto their hopes and help repair
Thanks for our friendly seniors and groups
Its a straw for the drowning to grope
Being doctor and riding waves up and down
End of tunnel showing light of beacon
Again turns out to be a mirage of sort
Confirms life is uncertain and tart
Need fearless spirit to survive the pain and vain
Reaffirmed faith in God’s golden mine