CELIA'S POEMS

            No 36   April 22

            When we came back from the caravan,

            Knowing we could not go out,

            Our minds were both in turmoil,

            Not knowing what it was about,.

            I just could not believe it,

            2 weeks was too extreme,

            Over 70s were too vulnerable,

            To me this was obscene,

            This then turned into 4 weeks,

            Now it’s even more,

            At first I thought “I can’t do this”

            Life will be such a bore.

            We were given instructions,

            And told just what to do,

            It proves that when it’s a necessity,

            It brings out the best in you.

            We’re all giving 100%,

            Going out is a definite ban,

            We’ve got the great NHS,

            Doing all they simply can.

            I’ve always hated gardening,

            But now I’m really keen,

            And it goes without saying,

            The house has never been so clean.

            So until we’ve won this battle,

            We’ll have to see it through,

            And live our lives accordingly,

            And find other things to do.

            So when we finally get released,

            And we are oh so glad,

            A little voice inside our head,

            Will say, “it wasn’t bad”