I’m smiling with my eyes

Do you see me smiling,

behind my mask?

With my eyes.

Yes I’m smiling its true,

gently smiling not grinning.

I walk into shops,

I try to smile,

I want them to know,

I’m a friend.

The mask hides my smile,

I feel hidden.

I could be a robber,

a thief or a shoplifter.

If I wear gloves,

I feel guilty,

like I’m hiding.

So I smile,

even though it’s behind a mask.

Let me go back

Let me go back to 2019

When I played mock mayor

And was wigged in wool hair.

My hubby was wearing

A gown with great bearing

Cross dressed

In his best

In straw hat with beard

While his words were heard

Speaking prattle and tosh

To a crowd all a hush

Paraded the iron market

With oyez oyez, harked

A speech for the day

The people to play

Drink and be glutton

And eat best mutton

Till the end of the day

With nothing to pay.

Mock mayor on that day.

To the world on display…..