[Diary Notes]
Bought a beautiful scarf in pink, white and blue,
just right for the Kruger
National when Ching-
Ching has his birthday,
Tinker Bell ceaselessly
walks up & down his
eagle eye scouring every-
thing commenting on my
living dangerously with
the room’s blinds in a
fight against the light, but
I listen to Swan Lake Tchaikovsky
on my head-
phones and study my
fairy scarf - with a small
pink bag and pink top
from the Chinese shop I’ll
be able to play around
all day - even my small
Crocodile Kid approves
of my choice, which is
rare to say the least, I
even took off my first scarf
Though worried it might
feel abandoned, that’s
why I always wear more
than one scarf if I can,
one for my neck, one
for the sun, one for the
car’s window, you never
know where the sun
will go, though my new
scarf lacks the glitter I
love, it is light as
down and I look forward to
Keeping track of it in
the Park, last time it was
impossible with the
four scarves I took as the
cupboard was small and dark
and every day
I thought of a new place
to hang them – but
not this new scarf, I shall
wear it every day &
take it with me to the swimming
pool, it shall
Be my talisman, with a plastic
doll in my bag
and the new scarf I am
ready to tackle the
dangers and threats
posed by a bungalow on
the river’s edge where it
is scary to sit alone
on the verandah as darkness
falls – but not
when I have my computer
with Agatha Christie
For company - my doll
& my talisman scarf!
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