Watching the French Open

What joy to watch a tennis match

Despite the empty stands.

At least the umpire needn’t give

His “Quiet!” reprimands.

 

Today I watched the Open (French),

A famous match on clay.

The action kept me riveted

A good chunk of the day.

 

My favorite player did his part

To glue me to the screen

And won the title, making shots

Both powerful and clean.

 

Though life for some is normal now,

For me it’s still on hold

So show some tennis on TV

And surely, I’ll be sold.