When It Rains...

 

When it rains kitchens become havens of slower, simpler joys

Tea and cookie celebrations; mom with little girls and boys

Supper salad veggie-ventures; rainbow-splashes in a dish

Upsy-daisy little fellow, eat as much joy as you wish

Pitter-patter, chitter-chatter, look, a hummingbird, that’s cool

Diamonds dripping, dancing slipping to a green-leaf garden pool

‘Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious’ oh

Afternoon is like a tune out of an old-time picture-show

When the sky unchains a strain of plush percussion, low then high

Kitchens like a midday beacon beckon loved ones to stop by

Humble home-sweet-home oasis graces lips with laughter’s vim

While outside a crooner traces twig and sprig with nature’s hymn

Silver sliver of a river quivers on each frond and flow’r

Wakens wilted wisps with heaven’s life-anointed mercy-show’r

Kitchen windows, doors swing open to welcome songs from the sky

Earth is like an Eden jeweled with glass rhinestone run awry

© Janet Martin

Very little equals the joy of listening to the music of a much-needed rain...
while dabbling in culinary arts!