The Green Pajamas

The Elusive Dr. D.

She comes in through the door Illuminates the air Floats above the floor With midnight in her hair Then suddenly she's gone Like a ghost ship on the sea The elusive Dr. D I see her in the hall A glimpse of black-clad leg My instinct is to crawl My instinct is to beg My heart is in my throat There's weakness in my knees For the elusive Dr. D How do I describe That perfect winter face The knowledge in her eyes Those hands of healing grace I feel The Queen of Heaven Is looking right at me The elusive Dr. D ________________ by Jeff Kelly C-1997 St. Brigid Publishing