CELIA'S POEMS

            No 41   April 27

            When I’ve to think about these poems,

            I just can not be hurried,

            I know that we’ve got extra days,

            And some are getting worried.

            I could not stop these daily poems,

            I know they bring a smile,

            I said I’d do it every day,

            So I’ll go that extra mile.

            Some of you have said to me,

            That I should write a book,

            Well you may all miss out at Shelf,

            I’ll have forgotten how to cook.

            These poems just make our days fly by,

            That’s what it’s all about,

            We’d better not love it so much,

            We don’t want to come out.

            It may be only 3 o’clock,

            When I get out of bed,

            But instead of starting baking,

            I write a poem instead.