CELIA'S POEMS

No 187     September 20

I’m sorry about yesterday,

You got the wrong impression,

I do not want to give up poems,

Or I would get depression.

I’ve got a very active mind,

You’re doing me a favour,

And the comments that you send to me,

I well and truly savour.

Fingers is just the same,

He loves his daily task,

For him to type the poems each day,

I don’t even have to ask.

I want Covid dead and gone,

But it will feel quite strange,

If I don’t have my poems to write,

My life I’d rearrange,

Of course it’s not a problem,

‘cause I’d be on my way,

I’d be on a flight to Marco.

Now that would make my day.

This poem took me 10 minutes,

I wrote it in the car,

I would really miss you all,

As we have come so far.