Tools of my Trade

Everyone needs tools for the Job to be right

You aren't good if you have no tools in sight

Some seek tools to work

Other become tools and never shirk

Tools of my trade 

A genuine smile which heartens once being

A sweet tongue which soothens suffering

A Patient hearing never missing a wail

Sharp eyes never missing a detail 

Tools of my trade

A calm mind analysing the stirrings of Deadly Disease

A Healing Hand Handling the precision of Divine

A Humbled Heart when you save and lose lives

A Tender touch in lost comfort and lost hope

A Sincere prayer in utter Helplessness

Important tools are what I need

Stethoscope around my neck 

It is ofcourse to medically check

Medicine is a practice of Healing Art

Doctors are bestowed to heal that Heart 

Its not a trade or a Job

Its chosen blessings of the Divine!

 

To do Thy's work day after day!

Happy Doctor's Day!