Is this normal?

It has been awhile since I*ve made a hospital visit.  It came back natural as breathing.

The grapevine winds its way up

The crab apple

In the backyard.

It did the same thing

Last year.

Most likely

It will do the same thing

Next year.

I will cut it down.

I expect the vine to do the same thing

Next year.

Everything comes

Everyone comes

With his own particular way

With her own particular way

Of being

Of living

Even

Of dying.

Is this normal?

They ask me

In the hospital

As we wait and watch

For death and life

And in between.

Is this normal?

I tell them about my son

Never learning to crawl.

Before he could walk

He rolled everywhere.

It was normal for him.

Now at 26

He walks

Even rides his bicycle

Everywhere.

Is this normal?

They ask.

I say

I think it is.