Sunday, August 9, 2015

Ode to My Majestic Pet Bed

Oh, sweet Majestic Bed,

How I love thee so.
You're red pile of fluff,
doth make me sleep to much.
Whilst climbing and hiking,
my mind oft strays...

It wanders back to the thought of your comfiness,
and how sweet sleep, oh sweet sleep, let me count the ways.

One, you pillowy cloud of goodness.
Two, you soft, sweet soft, pile of love.
Three, three sheep and I drift away in your warm embrace.

Oh, but wait, what is that flashing light?
I tremble in the comfort of your snuggle,
yet the light draws me, beckons me to come near.

The light? Is it heaven?
What deity dare wake me from my perfect slumber?
The light, it pulses.
It pulses me awake.

The light.

It is Mother
and her iPhone.

I love my Majestic Pet Bed.