CELIA'S POEMS

No 210       October 13

Geoff gets all my poems typed up,

All ready to send to you,

I suppose he could get quite annoyed,

When I say I’ve got something new,

He’ll say I’ve typed tomorrows,

But I’ll say this needs sending now,

He just gets on and types it,

We never have a row.

It’s because he’s such a patient soul,

I must drive him to distraction,

When he sees me sit down again,

And the pen goes into action.

The poems are all in one big bag,

All typed up with 50 on a clip,

It really is so heavy now,

I may need a new hip.

So much better when we get the book,

At least I’ll have something to show,

For this dreadful 2020,

It will let the children know.

Since I started sending poems,

Many people have said to me,

They’d love to have a book to show,

Their grand children