I am a wonderful front door
I should be in fame
Inside and outside are the same
My colour is silver like steel
I live on the island called Seil
I am double glazed; some folk will be amazed
On a house like Mutiara; it’s like wearing a tiara
I have a big pane of glass with engravings of leaves and grass
I’m still as cold as when I was sold
In the corner you may find some mould
The sun shines against me and I shine back
People chatting walking along the road
You hear toads at night
Open me with all your might
Have a look at the sea through me
Open me and come inside and stride
Warm and toasting like potatoes roasting
See coal in the fire; so you can admire
Come in and have some tea
There is no other door like me
Daniel aged 10
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