The land of Counterpane

Today I wanted to share my favorite poem with you. It’s a poem that my dad learned in school, taught us, and it’s one that he can still recite  today.

It’s about a boy who’s sick in bed but lets his imagination and toys take him away to the land of counterpane.

The photo below is of my son, Zack, going up and away..I hope  for my sons that their land of counterpane never dies!

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The Land of Counterpane

When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.

I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.

Robert Louis Stevenson
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