Love Poem: The Bottom of the Bed
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Written by: Daisy Reilly

The Bottom of the Bed

Our beds are often made of a tree, 
spiritual creativity we carve for a peaceful sleep .

I once woke up and found a fire at the bottom of me feet; 
I looked and watched for a while and thought it were a dream 
I jumped up pretty quickly 
to a nightmare it did seem;

I Ran to the kitchen looking for a Tin pan 
I found me self a ready made filled up 
watering can..

I Got to the TV and managed to turn it off;  
I began watering me plants 
Before the leafs dropped off.