Lange Woon ----- poem

Surprise Again, Not Really.

Look for it.
illusively.
But It touches you.
Unfathomly.

You got that parking spot once again.
You smile. Certain.
A pat, on the shoulder.
A tap, on the knee.

You can laugh that day, even in the hospital.
Intensive Care.
Near death’s door.
Just another door.

Walking back.
Dark and cold.
Damp.
Rain still glistens.
Refreshingly.

I’ll have to remember
to water Dad’s bamboo
on the window sill.
Maybe I’ll eat more fish.
At least some greens.
 

 Lange Woon