The Crazy Cactus Lady of Bella St.

For my wife, Sue

 

So, just deserts it will be.

Whines will not become water.

There will be no Selling Houses Australia’s of rain to make-over summer.

The trees will be her cathedral-ceiling Grand Designs.

The Amazing Spaces will be in her mind.

If she cannot have abundance,

she will have succulence.

Twas ever thus

and ever it shall be

that, from clouds of poverty,

she will make it rain love.

She will raise her green children

as she has raised all her children,

with every faltering step a giant stride

through her Rosie-coloured glasses.

Still crazy after all these years.

 

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