CELIA'S POEMS

            No 126  July 21

            I read your comments more than once,

            You’ve been so generous with your praise,

            The lovely things you’ve said to me,

            From my mind I can’t erase.

            Please don’t think I’m finishing,

            I just don’t think I could,

            I’m sure that you don’t realise,

            You’ve done me so much good.

            I haven’t enjoyed the lockdown,

            Well, that could be a lie,

            Writing poems and keeping in touch.

            Have made it just fly by,

            So when I have some news for you,

            Pen to paper it will be,

            I enjoy sending you my poems,

            You’ve not heard the last from me.

            I don’t want you to get fed up,

            Me being still around,

            I’m quite hard to get rid of,

            This I’m sure that you have found.

            So with this never ending curfew,

            I’ll search in our archives,

            It could be “Golden Oldies”,

            They’ll help us to survive.

            I’ve thought about you now for months,

            And sometimes set a task,

            So please whenever you go out,

            Make me happy, wear a mask.