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Right the day I gained entry into this world The truth that you were just behind to support me With my infant eyes I beheld That was the prelude of your faithful journey To ride with me thro’ thick and thin all my life Times when my thoughts turned round and round Or when I encountered a mishap Or when misery was the only thing I could think about I knew I could always cuddle up on your peaceful lap Times when I was lost and lonely All the dear and near having deserted me and gone When I had a mountain load of sorrows to dispose out of me I knew I would always land on your shoulders to cry When with a cold I was blue And had no energy to spare When my legs failed to support me with no strength anew I knew I would always fall into your embrace coated with warmth in the air I found rest and peace Each time I approached you With your never waning comfort I was at ease How to console me and quieten me you always knew You gifted me dreams sweet and sour With you I could confide all my secrets My burden at night or day you’d willingly devour Each day you assure me with your closest hugs as nobody as yet Times when I’m summoned by my duties I really grieve as I can’t spend much time with you In the warmth of your presence adorned with peace Do not be hard on me like my human friend I know But just know I’ll forever hang on to you! At the end of the day Every day My sweet comfy cuddly li’l bed!! |
Author notes
I know this is wierd...but I found myself writin this piece!and..i loved it!
this may be wierd.. but give it a shot and tell me what you feel...
Comments
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Hi, elydia.
Yes, that comforting mother of a bed! It could at times be the source and support of bad dreams, but this poem chooses to go for the optimistic - the embracing refuge of a familiar bed, just like a sweet mother.
No, I don't think this writing is weird, although it does have some cliches in it. I think it's heartfelt and expresses its emotions plainly and simply. Nothing wrong with that at all.
The rhymes are pleasant, and that last line is a revelation of what the piece is all about. In fact, I think, it's the last word that surprises.
Nice writing.
Lad

