O is for Oxygen
The lungs that expand and collapse,
O is for Oxymoron,
The paradoxes, the rain and the sun,
In one weather forecast.
O is for the Orange,
The marmalade moments,
Bittersweet, mushy and,
O is for Operation Second Coming,
How Oz, taught you that,
Love is like the Melbourne weather,
It changes so often;
Rain, Sun, Rain and sometimes, Sun again.
Knowing the wizardry of a woman’s body,
Like a “swiss army knife” wife.
If the first was,
Just cracking one’s marbles,
The second was,
A bolt from the blue.