CELIA'S POEMS

            No 49   May 05

            You know I just need someone,

            To maybe say something,

            It gives me inspiration,

            For a poem to you I’ll bring,

            We know those on the front line,

            They’ve got plenty on their plate,

            Without some silly person,

            Getting into a right state.

            One rang up because they were worried,

            There’s strange people just outside,

            They’re looking through the window,

            I think I’d better hide.

            They do look rather scruffy,

            And both have long white hair,

            I’ve not seen them round here before,

            Oh this is a nightmare.

            I am so sorry officer,

            As they walked passed the hut,

            I’ve realised it’s my neighbours,

.           Their hairs not dyed or cut.