It doesn't rain, but if it did rain,
I would write a poem about the rain
and would say such things as that the rain falls on
the flowers saying my mother's name,
even for poetic effect I would say
that the rain has the same voice as my mother,
and abusing the patience of the reader would go further
and I would say
that the rain is my mother who has come to embrace me.
but it doesn't rain, that's the only reason I don't write a poem
about the rain.
it does not rain
only for that
my mother
does not come
to hug me