Bed
By Sean T
Through the summer months
You're cool and comfy
Through the winter months
You're soft and warm
Through the darkest nights
You're calm and comforting
Through the hottest days
You're ablaze with warmth
And even if I carve you with a knife
I know you'll always give me a good life
Because what is a boy without his bed
I’d guess he is profoundly dead!