A beautiful harbour from my window I see
but to venture outside It just wouldn’t be me
It's not the snow or the rain or the cold
my body’s quite hardy although it’s so old
Go and meet people I'm telling myself
no wonder you’re 60 and still on the shelf
I don't want to go out I hear myself saying
I want to write poems drink tea and just stay in.
Roll on the nice weather because I need to see
If the problem's the climate or the problem is me
Only last Summer I bought some nice boots
and used them for walking some cross country routes
I want to be sure that I'll do it again
when excuses are gone like the cold wind and rain.
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