A sweet rhyme has been flirting with my memory and ringing about my head
this week, singing to be shared. They're some words that have always
graced the walls of my childhood home at the bottom of a Barbara
Hanrahan print and a bit of research has revealed that the author is
Christina Rosetti, the nineteenth-century romantic and children's poet.
If hope grew on a bush,
And joy grew on a tree,
What a nosegay for the plucking
There would be!
If hope and joy grow on any bushes, it must be these stems by Melbourne-based artist Kirra Jamison.
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