Quarter inch of rain is nothing to complain about.
It’ll help the plants above ground, and start the new seeds growing.
That quarter inch of rain did wonders for Ma, too, who is ripe as a melon these days.
She has nothing to say to anyone anymore, except how she aches for rain.
at breakfast, at dinner, all days, all night she aches for rain.
A boy came by the house today, he asked for food. He couldn’t pay anything, but Ma sent him down and gave him biscuits and milk. He offered to work for his meal. Ma sent him out to see Daddy. The boy and Daddy came back late in the afternoon. The boy walked two steps behind, in Daddy’s dust.