Angel Knocking
At the Door
There came a frantic knock
At the doctor's office door,
A knock, more urgent than
He had ever heard before.
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"Come in, Come in,"
The impatient doctor said,
"Come in, Come in,
Before you wake the dead."
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In walked a frightened little girl,
A child no more than nine,
It was plain for all to see,
She had troubles on her mind.
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"Oh doctor, I beg you,
Please come with me,
My mother is surely dying,
she's as sick as she can be."
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"I don't make house calls,
Bring your mother here,"
"But she's too sick,
So you must come or she will die I fear."
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The doctor, touched by her devotion,
Decided he would go,
She said he would be blessed,
More than he could know.
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She led him to her house
Where her mother lay in bed,
Her mother was so very sick
She couldn't raise her head.
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But her eyes cried out for help
And help her the doctor did,
She would have died that very night
Had it not been for her daughter.
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The doctor got her fever down
And she lived through the night,
And morning brought the doctor signs,
That she would be all right.
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The doctor said he had to leave
But would return again by two,
And later he came back to check,
Just like he said he'd do.
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The mother praised the doctor
For all the things he'd done,
He told her she would have died,
Were it not for her little one.
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"How proud you must be
Of your wonderful little girl,
It was her pleading that made me come,
She is really quite a pearl!
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"But doctor, my daughter died
Over three years ago,
Is the picture on the wall
Of the little girl you know?"
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The doctors legs went limp
For the picture on the wall,
Was the same little girl
For whom he'd made this call.
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The doctor stood motionless,
For quite a little while,
And then his solemn face,
Was broken by his smile.
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He was thinking of that frantic knock
Heard at his office door,
And of the beautiful little angel
That had walked across his floor.