Life is a bitch, but a beautiful woman.
Not again, she says, looking suspiciously,
I swear, not again.
Then she smiles kindly,
With questions and lovely concerns in her eyes, like a mother.
What happened my baby?
With light joke and sense of humor.
Have I told you how much I love you?
See, the rain outside?
All to make fruits and vegetables be ready for our table.
Flowers and trees to enjoy..
