This came in from Anne at Is this a boarding house or something? Her son Alex had eye surgery when he was 7 1/2 for strabismus and amblyopia. This is the poem that he wrote a month after the surgery. All of the original spelling has been preserved.  I really love the cadence and rhythm that Alex sets up in this poem.  It took me back to some of my fears when Zoe had her surgery.  -Ann Z

My Surgery by Alex

scared
to
deth
almost
crying
eye
turned
haert
beting
fast
operaiting
room
talking
asleep
stiches
eye
straiter
happy

Alex before the surgery

Alex after the surgery: "eye, straiter, happy"