As the sun recedes and the balcony cools, 

I sit in reflection of this day. 

I wonder if I have done anything of value. 

I can’t think of a thing but Susie reminds me 

how we had lunch together in the dirty kitchen 

(it’s not dirty, we just call it that here in the Philippines) 

and how I had made her smile and laugh. 

Good enough. 

Maybe tomorrow I will cure cancer.