I'm sat at home
At kitchen table
Looking up
Seeing what I'm able
Through the glass
The sun beats down
Spring's on it's way
Banish winters frown
I'll keep looking up
So my face feels warm
Full of hope
Through any storm
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I've read this poem on video and you can see that by clicking the link below
The vlog and post are linked up at
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