Improv Post Two Week Ten

This is an improv of the pastoral by Robert Hass "Meditation at Lagunitas." What I liked was the line "to which the bramble of blackberry corresponds." and the way the speaker named a fish pumpkinseed.

I guess that one day, blackberries will grow
from our front porch, where nothing grows 
right now. Not even our children, until your
mother mixes something brown into their 
yogurt at breakfast. But you just laugh, and 
somehow, the bramble of blackberry 
corresponds. I smile, and inside the house,
our children grow without your mother.
Maybe it was the blackberries, maybe
the laugh of a mother, but I think instead, 
the small orange fish in the tank across from
the window. The children named it Pumpkinseed,
and it grows faster than a weed on MiracleGro.