My Treasure Pillow
By Josephine T
As smooth and silky as a silk worm.
As warm and snuggly as a campfire.
The colour of freshly whipped cream with a hint of colour.
Poof of the pillow so long like a baby giraffes neck.
The sound of tip toeing ballet dancers dancing of the fluffiest cloud.
The night sky with twinkling star singing softly.
With a twitch of a sewing machine.
Poofing with puff and a huff.
The touch of a stream of wool running down your finger.
A fairy floss strain going through a sewing machine.
As soft as a lazy Pomeranian.
So soft like a silk shop.
A scent of the sewing machine beaming.
Going in a fabric shop to smell the fabric.
Smell it all in with a hint of my family.
Pillow so soft and cuddly.