TWO MINDS

                I spread the glossy brochure wide,
                A million dollar home I spied,
                The winning ticket’s all I need,
                A cheque is then despatched with speed.

                Now, there you go again my girl,
                Your brain is always in a whirl,
                Dreaming hopeless dreams of wealth,
                Why can‘t you be satisfied with health?

                It’s grand!  Magnificent!  I drool!
                Well  kept lawns and swimming pool,
                A choice of bedrooms, up or down,
                Just fifteen minutes into town.

                Don’t forget that neat lawns grow,
                And someone has to trim and mow,
                Swimming pools need lots of care,
                You’ve money for the rates to spare?

                A mansion full of glorious space,
                You’d soon have it looking a disgrace,
                I’d regally descend those stairs,
                And just ignore the dogs on chairs.
            
               A relaxing log fire – that means wood,
                Environmentally not good!
                Majestic ceilings… web festooned,
                Would show how much you use a broom.

                I anxiously await the day
                When the promoters ring me up to say
                “You’ve won!”  But slowly hope begins to fade,
                Someone else has got it made.

                Now wasn’t that a waste of time,
                All those fantasies sublime,
                If you’d be realistic for one minute,
                You never really thought you’d win it!

                Oh… how I wish we could agree,
                The positive-negative minds of me,
                For surely then we’d make headway,
                Besides… another brochure came today.

                                 Wynn Schiller