sarah
By Chuck Clemons, MD
"my name is clemons, can I help you?"
the elderly young doctor asked the woman.
She sat quietly.
a tear at the corner of her eye
he sat down
his white coat was
clean
a stethoscope
peeked out
of the side pocket
"I don't know if you will understand"
she spoke hesitantly.
"Let me try... "
he focused intently
"well, I can't find my daughter"
"I love her so ...
and I'm afraid I've
lost her"
"Well, tell me about her;
what is her name?
... when did you last see her?"
"I saw her early this morning,
she was smiling;
her name is Sarah."
the doctor looked into the adjoining room
"I see two children playing there"
he observed.
"Yes, Sarah is their little sister
... and I fear I've lost her."
"Can you give me more information?
maybe I can help you.
When was she born?"
"I fear you won't understand."
"I'm afraid I don't know what to say"
"Perhaps if I know more ...
please try to explain."
the doctor focused his mind;
he tried to listen with care.
"I'll try, even though I doubt
you will understand."
the woman wiped the tear from her eye.
"Her name is Sarah
she has light brown hair
and blue eyes."
"Continue" the doctor spoke
"and how old is she?"
A tear returned to the woman's eye
"she is not yet conceived" ...
she finally said
and I'm afraid for
her.
The doctor sat forward,
"This is illogical" he said
"Don't you have your children?"
"I don't have the words;
please don't ask me more."
He sat for a long time;
confused.
"Perhaps I do understand"
the old young man finally spoke
and "I'm afraid
too."
He took off the white coat
and hung it on the hook.
He took his wife by the hand
a tear at the corner of his eye,
"come"
he said
"I believe
that together
.. we can find Sarah."
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