He’s amazed to see the light
shining in the refrigerator
whenever he opens it.
It looks like a bright room
with food sitting around
in ease and style.
Everything is plainly visible --
a milk bottle in its brilliant white shirt,
some peaches with pink cheeks,
bunches of broccoli
relaxing together on the bottom shelf.
Far in the rear,
even a few pickles
can be clearly seen,
resting and waiting
for someone to call them
to come out for lunch.
