CELIA'S POEMS

No 215       October 18

Sometimes when I sit thinking,

A thought often comes to me,

How lovely it is going to be,

When all our friends we see.

Of course it is just being me,

Keeps me from being bored,

I’d love to see all of you,

And of course the ones abroad.

We’ve friends dotted all around the world,

And we are stuck at home,

Luckily we’ve kept in touch,

By sending a little poem.

I must say it does not compare,

To sitting round a pool,

And then jumping into it,

Just to keep me cool.

When I think of that water,

This year we’ve had our share,

Every time I go out,

I’ve to cover up my hair.

No sandals or summer dresses,

Trainers and hoods on a coat,

To get away from the caravan,

We should have had a boat.

I think it’s rained almost every day,

Our sunbeds have not been out,

With Covid to cope with,

We’ve suffered there’s no doubt.

But let’s look on the bright side,

We’ll get out, and the sun will shine,

But when I stop these poems to you,

You will miss, me and mine.