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.” (“An Angel Knocking There came a… – HE Reigns Network | Facebook”)
“Come in, come in,”
the impatient doctor said,
“Come in, come in,
before you wake the dead.”
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.
“Oh doctor, I beg you,
please come with me,
my mother is surely dying,
she’s as sick as she can be.”
“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.”
“The doctor, touched by her devotion,
decided he would go,
she said he would be blessed,
more than he could know.” (“Angel Knocking at the Door”)
She led him to her house
where her mother lay in bed;
her mother was so very sick
she couldn’t raise her head.
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 kid.
The doctor got her fever down
and she lived through the night,
and morning brought the doctor signs
that she would be all right.
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.
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.
The doctor’s legs went limp
for the picture on the wall,
was the same little girl
for whom he’d made this call.
The doctor stood motionless,
for quite a little while,
and then his solemn face,
was broken by his smile.
He was thinking of that frantic knock
heard at his office door,
and of the beautiful little angel
that had walked across his floor.
I KNOW there are Angels among us.

I was sent this poem from a friend and thought I would share it with you all.

Unfortunately I do not know who this author is.