Horray for the first rains and
clouds drumming and
coloring on floors with big, fat chalk and
a twirling little Tulsi in a red skirt and
gardens growing like magic beanstalks
and giant marigold garlands and
sweet, soft “Mama” whispers at 3 in the morning and
my homemade, imperfect window curtain with crooked stitches
and my first piece of painted furniture!
a simple, black and white shoebox inspired by old checkered floors and those
intricate, rangoli rice patterns drawn in doorways in India by women,
some of who are mamas like me.