CELIA'S POEMS

No 220       October 23

I know I shouldn’t say this,

But I don’t watch the news,

All you hear is doom & gloom,

I simply just refuse.

All the rules and regulations,

I just wait to be told,

If my attempts just aren’t good enough,

I say well I’m too old.

I try to live on our good times,

Of them we’ve had a lot,

Although memories are wonderful,

They just don’t hit the spot.

When a minister, flippantly comes out and says,

It could be another year,

At nearly 84, this worries me,

‘cause I may not be here.

I suppose I shouldn’t grumble,

We’ve so much on our side,

But sometimes this fed up feeling,

Is very hard to hide.

I’m supposed to send this poetry,

To make your day start sunny,

Well when I say the next bit,

You’ll think it rather funny.

You know I love my sparkly clothes,

And yes, before you ask,

Just to keep in fashion,

I’ve bought a diamante mask.