CELIA'S POEMS

            No 99  June 24

            It was supposed to be two weeks,

            I got it all so wrong,

            We’ve been in here for 3 months now,

            And still don’t know how long.

            I always hated gardening,

            But I had it to do,

            I now think this isolation’s great,

            I’ve got talents I never knew.

            We set off really early,

            So we don’t have to queue,

            We get the pick of all the plants,

            It’s great at B & Q.

            Our garden now looks beautiful,

            We’ve got everything just so,

            Just now it’s most important,

            It’s the only place to go.

            We had a wrought iron garden seat,

            Bought as a wedding gift,

            I hope the thieves who took it,

            Put their backs out with the lift.

            We want to go to the caravan,

            We really love it there,

            I know that our granddaughter,

            Will treat our plants with care.

            She’ll come and get the hose pipe,

            The children want it too,

            The trouble is it’s much more fun,

            When they all go home wet through.