My Lovely Bed

I lay on my bed.

My favourite bed.

The bed that makes dreams of poetry so high.

Sleeping with 'dreamy words' I can't express

My love for you will truly rest in bed.

I end up on the floor the next morning

I leave my bed

My Lovely bed stop mourning

I promise you of stories that will last till the next morning

Every morning I make my bed

And on my arrival I feel like a guest  lovely bed treat me good, as you done it for years

You seen my ups and downs

When I'm ill or sad you know how to treat a lonely tear

So tuck me in

Keep me warm

Keep me strong

Keep me away from the dark shadows and the striking storm

I'm awake now

My lovely bed

My dearly friend  

It was pleasant

I hope to meet you in the night

Covered by a blanket full of feathers

For filling as always

If I'm on my left

You always seem to put me on the right side  

Bright lights as dreams begin to shine

As the day grows

My bed holds my deepest secrets and thoughts

My best friend in need

I wish we could fly away in clouds for eternity

So lay on my bed

My favourite bed

The bed that makes dreams of poetry so high

Sleeping with 'dreamy words' I can't express

My love for you will truly rest in bed

Ahmed D

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