Change Again Poem by Margaret Alice Second

On Monday it was Tiaan’s rugby that kept me
from exercising with Lilani at Inch By Inch - on
Wednesday it was my mother’s visit, I went on
Thursday after Carine came home by ambulance
Barbie, a sweetie, and Joseph, a cool organiser
rolled her softly onto her bed

Lilani gave me coffee, listened to my account of
things that went wrong, I even told her about my
heroine who sings, cooks, does ballet and travels
overseas, who gets lost in toy shops then goes bungi-
jumping when she is supposed to attend conferences,
but Lilani will have to close down

If she cannot find other premises – just my luck, for
the first time I have people to talk to about anything
under the sun, saving the audience on the Internet from
my passionate effusions about tooth-ache, allergy and
various aches because hubby refuses to listen to my
prattling - and just when I am content -

The world gets ready to change again…