CELIA'S POEMS

              No 20   April 6        

            Our holidays are cancelled,

              And I’m a little sad,

              I’m just sat here remembering,

              The good ones we have had.

              The beaches are so beautiful,

              Geoff likes swimming in the sea,

              But I’m not a good swimmer,

              And the sea, it frightens me,

              Sometimes, if it is very calm,

              I’ll just give it a try,

              I always have my float with me,

              If my hair got wet I’d cry.

              One day the waves were rolling in,

              Geoff said “it’s alright”,

              I gave it quite a lot of thought,

              And then I thought I might.

              When you walk down to get in,

              The shells they hurt your feet,

              I must say it was agony,

              I thought I might retreat,

              I did not really enjoy that,

              And thought of the retreat,

              Just then a wave came rolling in,

              And knocked me off my feet.

              The waves kept knocking me back down,

              As I slipped through Geoff’s hands,

              Another man rushed in to help,

              Not quite the day I’d planned.

              When they got me to my chair,

              Centre of attraction, it was plain,

              I didn’t only look a wreck,

              I really was in pain

              When I sat down, it really hurt,

              My brain started ringing bells,

              In the bottom of my costume,

              Was half a ton of shells.