At 10 years old she made perfume
for her mother
from water, mud and lavender
that she found in the garden.
By 16, she was drinking beer
made from heart-ache and broken love.
At 18 years old
she packed her bags -
bought her mother the finest scent that she could find
and told her to wear it
when she thought ‘Mr. Right’ was on his way.
She packed a shatter-proof heart
and her best dress - thinking the dress
was the most important.
“Funny”, she said, “How quickly
all these things change.”