CELIA'S POEMS

No 378          March 27

Celia’s Bubbles are still going,

Though this year has been the worst,

We’ll carry on and see it through,

These bubbles just won’t burst.

I’m proud of all you bubbles,

Always there with your support,

When each day the poem goes on,

You’re all there to report.

I don’t feel that we’ve been apart,

We’ve been in touch each day,

When Geoff has put the poem on,

We’re so pleased at what you say.

When we do meet up again,

I think touching elbows it has to be,

The kissing and the hugging,

Might be 2023.

So if we’re going to forget last year,

My birthday couldn’t be,

So I’ll just take a year off,

I’m back to 83.