My Bed
My bed is my best friend these days
It hugs me when I need it most
I often lay in it and gaze
Up to the stars in space
Which seem so lost.
My bed envelops me quite neatly
From chin to hips down to my toes
It makes me feel secure completely
And always does invite me sweetly
To count my woes.
I cry in it
I laugh in it
I hate in it
I love in it
It gives me peace for reading and writing
It gives me calm for sleeping and dreaming
It gives me space for thinking and deciding
It gives me freedom to be on my own.
My bed is my best friend these days
I promise never to forget
Not even when I will be in another place
With better times and healthier days
This was an ode … to my bed.
27.06.2008
5 comments:
I had to go through treatment sharing a bed (but not much else) with my future-ex husband. It was a big effort to not smother him, when his snoring woke me up. I had a terrible time sleeping when I was on treatment, had to resort to pills.
Don't waste any effort envying me, my life completely sucks.
bed...
i have never spent so much time in mine (unbelievable i know) nor looked forward to just doing nothing ever in my life!
5 more and then it is over for me.
phew.
hope you are having a good day sista and i heard a little rumour that i may be seeing you in july?
kittie x
July?? Not sure where you heard that from, I was going to go up to the Westmidlands picnic, but nothing else planned. Of course I would love to see you, kittiesis :-)
MYS, your life and mine, but there will be better days. I think we're just doing the groundwork for it at the moment.
Fishy xxx
o poo
i heard that you were coming to the southeast picnic...
o well. will see you when i see you!
xxx
Love the "My Bed". Can relate to it!
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