CELIA'S POEMS
No 67 May 23
Well, I’ve been to a shop today,
I think I did just fine,
I put a scarf around my face,
And went and got in line.
The queue was all marked out for me,
They made it very clear,
The people at the back and front,
I had not to get near.
I stood there like a zombie,
We only moved quite slow,
At last the lady at the front,
Told me that I could go.
When we finally got back home,
I really felt relieved,
I’d been into a shop (Big Deal),
Something else I had achieved.
I
like to be independent,
On
others not depend,
But
my granddaughter’s just told me,
It’s a holiday weekend.
Well yippee, another holiday,
I’m
afraid I couldn’t care,
It’s yet ANOTHER HOLIDAY,
And
I’m not going anywhere.
I’m
really waiting for the day,
In
a poem I can report,
Geoff and I have packed our bags,
And
we need our passport.