Homage to Robert Louis Stevenson,

Inspired by “Bed in Summer”

 

BED IN WINTER

 

In Summer I get up with birds

And dress by sunny mellow light

In Winter, quite the other way

I’ve got to go to bed by night

 

I slide beneath the blankets deep

Wiggling toes and snuggling tight

I pull the blankets to my chin

Until I’m in my spot just right

 

And while the snow falls gently down

I hear the furnace kicking on

And while the moon shines on the sill

I close my eyes and wait for dawn

 

 

Diane E. Dockum

©April 11, 2016