CELIA'S POEMS

No 322         January 31

I was invited to the CBAs,

What an honour that has been,

To be up there with all the stars,

No-one knows how much this means.

Of course it’s not for dancing,

But for the poems you’ve read each day,

I think it’s for my perseverance,

At finding what to say.

I hope the book will soon come out,

It’s taking a long time,

It is really quite a thick book,

And every page does rhyme.

It tells of this pandemic,

And what we all went through,

And how the poems kept us in touch,

Words from our friends we all could view.

This book will bring back memories,

Of the lockdowns and the grief,

And hopefully when we get through,

I’ll write of our relief.

At the moment there’s just one book,

But nearly enough for two,

I hope the end will not be long,

‘cause it’s long overdue.