Reading in Bed -by Helen H. Moore
Oh, what could be better
Than reading in bed,
Or thinking about
All the books that you've read?
With someone who loves you,
A father, a mother,
A doll, or a pet,
Or a sister or brother,
A grandma, a grandpa,
An uncle, an aunt -
(Can you think of anything better?
I can't!)
While outside the sky
Is all twinkling with light,
From stars that shine down
As we sleep through the night.
Oh, what could be better
Than sleeping in bed,
When the books that you love
Fill the dreams in your head?
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6 comments:
Hi Lydia,
took the flower test
I'm a Snapdragon
Ted~ Snapdragon is a very unique flower. I am not surprised you are related. :)
What a beautiful poem. Reading in bed is one of my favourite simple pleasures of life. Particularly when the bedsheets are fresh and crispy :)
Olga~ I agree with you 100%.
This poem, although a child's poem, really describes the delight of that simple pleasure. :)
What a wonderful poem, and the photo illustrates it beautifully. Thank you, Lydia
Snowbrush~ I was thinking it is time for a new post here. But I am glad this was still here because you enjoyed it. :)
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