i let my fury out on the mimosas today
stamping, screaming, crushing them
underneath my toes
they had taken over
the entire plot
where my purple roses
were supposed to grow
i slumped
against the tree trunk
crying, dejected, incredulous
and was just beginning
to close my eyes
when he approached
holding my roses
and asked
"what's the matter?
can't you grow them together?"
and that's when i realized
he was right
so
i rose to my feet
wiped the sorry tears from my eyes
put on my rain boots
and got to planting
