My life my smile
My life my smile
I am nout but a teenage boy
I like to sit at my window and write
Listen to the many sounds of the birds
Thinking life is now my toy
So now I sit at my window
Looking at my front garden pond
Look up at the church steeple
And now I smile at what I see down low
A woman has just walked by
She’s holding an ipod in her hand
She looks happy in her blue jeans and white trainers
Whilst she walks she looks at the sky
And now I also look at the sky
It makes me grin from ear to ear
I can see the blue sky with no clouds
And I think wonderful and I feel as if I can fly
poem by Daniel Laurence
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