Sitting In The Comfort Of Her Chair

Sitting in the comfort of her chair

And listening to the sounds of the breeze

There is no disparity

She can now see things with clarity

You have left her all alone

She is sadly dazed and confused

The time has come for her to move on

She will find herself and become heartstrong

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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