CELIA'S POEMS

No 248       November 20

Well, we are still in lockdown,

For months the times been rough,

Particularly for those alone,

They’ve really had enough.

Well here we are, still writing poems,

I never thought we’d get here,

Well while everybody’s been locked down,

I’ve moved up a gear.

I didn’t apply for any jobs,

Or send in a C.V.,

Although my age is against me,

No end to jobs I see,

It’s made our time pass quickly,

With lots of poems to write,

With Chat Shows and baking,

Sometimes I write at night.

I’ve tried to keep things topical,

But my life stories you know,

I’ve to think of different subjects,

To keep them on the go.

Sometimes I may have made you smile,

Sometimes even some chuckles,

I’m keeping Geoff very busy,

He’s worn his fingers to the knuckles.

I’ll not be sending cards this year,

No need to go to that trouble,

You see I’ve gathered all my friends,

And put them in a bubble.