The Astronauts View Poem by Phil Soar

The space which is my habitat
is miles away from home
I float from room to room
and I'm always on my own
I look out of the window
and I see another planet
someone might say that's really weird
I'm an Astronaut, so can it?

It's only what I think I'll find
when viewing outer-space
where stars will shine, and comets fly
all round my living place
I've been floating round in circles
as I've orbited the earth
Imagination's not required
and everything looks blue

It's not that I'm spaced out you see
I'm entranced by the sight
I've seen the world from both sides now
from morning until night
I've witnessed things most magical
and watched the moon pass by
and the beauty of the universe
always makes me cry