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Docs by Kathleen Higham Knowing early on in life Minds will devour each book Deep and heavy thoughts prevail They have a sacrificial look. Some are quiet, almost shy While others are strong, intense Constantly searching for answers Their capabilities are immense. There is a driving force With monumental concern Compelling and so fulfilling A consummate desire to learn. Now the defining moment A prayer to serve each day With dedication deep, profound God made the docs this way. How they abhor the disease Guarding their hearts, they try But sometimes it's impossible So, they steal away to cry. Having touched precious hearts And shared an intimate tear I write the words not spoken Docs hurt, grieve, fear. For docs are lovers of life Following this path they trod Strong, courageous, wonderful Handpicked, handpicked by God. |
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