[Living Expectations]

or the worst part of doctoring, for the hardest part

it was my first time

Suddenly, I'm not so sure what to say.

I once prepared for this moment,

knowing just what to say,

and suddenly, I'm not so sure

What to say to you?

That I'm sorry

and nothing could have been done

It was inevitable and

no one was to blame

(Except maybe him,

over there...

He bites his nails, admitting guilt

Voicing innocence, but I digress)

I answer questions, perhaps not well

But I try, and with it,

walking slowly,

glasses filled upon this tray

I concentrate on every drop

You rise to leave

I understand

As I begin to shake your hand

Grace and dignity disguises

the animosity left behind.

Carrie Kefalas, MS II

Class of 2009