call me in the morning

she's a good
a soul, a good doctor.
she's not
against a
house visit
or two when time
allows,
she carries
her little black bag
with a white
cross, stethoscope
in hand.
she's gentle, she's
smart
and kind, her beside
manner
is impeccable.
she places
her head against
my chest
and listens to my
heart,
my lungs,
my rescued soul.
take two of these,
she says,
and call me in the
morning.
let's see how you are
by then.