Two Saturdays

Last Saturday we were in France;

To go abroad, we took a chance.

We got to sightsee, dine and dance

And stroll through charming streets.

 

We had some laughs and made some friends,

Which oft are travel’s dividends

As from real life, a trip transcends

With unexpected treats.

 

This Saturday I’m stuck at home

With Covid, not about to roam

But able, still, to write my poem,

With which this line completes.