My Special Place Poem by Ivan Pine

My special place is my beautiful bed, because it is nice and warm
And I can forget about my worries.
When I am scared, worried or in trouble, I always go to my bed
And lay there, and then softly drift off to sleep.
My bed is my special place, because I hop into it, lay there
And think, what am I scared of, why I am worried and
What have I done to be in trouble? I sleepily drift off, and
Before I know it my troubles are all over, and I feel proud
About my life.


Shannon Brazier