孤独の旅人

バラが
咲いた
バラが咲いた
真っ赤な
真っ白な
ピンクな
バラがー
寂しかった
僕の
狭庭が
明るくなった

久しぶりの雨降り
狭庭の
野菜には
感謝の雨

キュウリが採れないんだよな
雨不足で
曲がったのが
２～３本採れただけ
それも
小さいの

採れすぎるくらいになったら
それはそれで
困るけど
毎日
１～２本くらいは
採りたいな
ミニミニ農業者の
ぼやき

バラは
勢いを増した
名もない
バラだけど


The rose.
That the blooming rose bloomed is red.
It is pure-white.
It is pink.
The rose is ー.
I was lonely.
My one
The narrow garden became bright.
The rainy day after a long time
The narrow one of the garden
In the vegetables
The rain of the appreciating
The cucumber by the failure of rain which it isn't possible to adopt.
Only it is possible to have adopted that 2 - 3 pieces of bend were done.
Its, too
It is small.
It of becoming as much as gathering too much
I am troubled though.
Every day
About 1 - 2
I want to adopt.
The complaining of the Minimini agriculture person
The rose
It increased speed.
There is not even a name.
It is a rose though.