mother raindrop

Mother raindrop  She didn’t want the lunch I prepared said she was on a diet, unhappy with her body she is half of a watermelon to keep my company I wish she hadn’t stopped talking about her discontent I tried to enjoy my lunch, cauliflowers with Cheese sauce, celery sticks with Roquefort  I had gone vegetarian to please her Later, on the terrace, tending to my rose bush  it needed compost I saw a big rain falling like a shiny sapphire hit the terrace, burst open, and gave birth to  a million smaller drops  I scooped them up and fed my rosebush It blushed and produced marron roses