The Bed Cinema
Daddy told me to go to bed, but he doesn’t know. I don’t mind, I love the places I visit throughout the night. Clouds and dreams are more fun in any case. As I drift off, Slumber land falls into shadow. My personal cinema complete with fun and games. Every night I find a different show. Transported to dreamland the fairy dust takes hold of me. How does one say it again….? Up, up and Away!! Even the birds seem slow as I pass them in the sky. Not once have I been lost, I always found my way. All I have to do… is close my eyes.
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JGH
From Durban, South Africa, love the sharks, wwe, arsenal... and occasional poet.
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