Thoughts Left Unsaid -1
I lie on my bed, following a call,
Tears threatening to fall.
As i think of not what we talked,
But how we talked, so quick, so short.
Tired, yet so hurried tones,
Guess it's save lives or just atone.
Am scared to call, with lives at stake,
Who knows what a small distraction could make?
A slip of the scalpel, one miss of a vein,
And that one call would've taken a life away.
Yet thru all this work and so less time,
You find your time to call and whine.
Whine about all work and deans,
Who never forget to taunt and demean.
Yet u learn and learn everyday,
Thru mistakes u can't repeat in anyway.
You are someone to admire, so strong and gentle,
Our bond, so secured, I'll always kindle.
U've always been my comfy bear,
Helping me thru life's wear and tear.
Thru all the Sunny and stormy weather,
U've never let me be my tether.
You work so hard and never wither,
Am Proud of you My Doctor, My Brother.