Sunday, September 27, 2009

Ode to the Cool Side of the Pillow

Ode to the Cool Side of the Pillow

Sleep, blissful sleep
Stretching across the miles
With only one way to get the rest that you need
In this twenty four hours

Uncomfortable warmth nags at my brain
Keeping me from relaxing my best
I wonder at the meaning of this rude interruption
Until I remember the magical release

Flip it over, fluff it up
Sinking into the tingles of sensation
Why doesn’t it last, why do I keep flipping
To enjoy this cooling embrace

1 comment:

Jeanie said...

Oh, Bobbi! This so gets me where I live! I'm a pillow turner from way back!

How are things going for you, getting back into your house? I've thought of you often and hope it's going well.