Apr 2017
January 2002
…surgery
Doctor recited some number
I didn’t understand what it meant
but
when he said “not as low as
I’d hoped” my heart sank
into my gut
Later… home
with an ugly scar
on back of his skull
horse shoe shape
didn’t the surgeon know
horse shoes must hang ends up
or
the luck in them will escape?
…surgery
Doctor recited some number
I didn’t understand what it meant
but
when he said “not as low as
I’d hoped” my heart sank
into my gut
Later… home
with an ugly scar
on back of his skull
horse shoe shape
didn’t the surgeon know
horse shoes must hang ends up
or
the luck in them will escape?
Just this morning I started what will be (if finished) a several-part poem of the saga of our son lost to a brain tumor. When I saw today's "prompt" of "luck" I decided to post Part II. I hope it stands alone well enough.
