jo's pillow

here is my forgotten ode: to jo's pillow.

Friday, September 13, 2002

I just remembered that Jo took her pillow back. It has been keeping me in sweet, sweet slumber for a week...and now it is gone. I shall compose an ode to the pillow...

~O pillow, purple cover, smells like...nice.
Inside white, lumpy, yet soft on the other side.
How I shall miss thee, dear pillow, dear pillow.
I know not, I comprehend not...why have you left me?
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And whisk me off to nights of sweet slumber and dreams.
O pillow, O pillow...do come back to me. And carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
Carry me gently, while of sweet things I dream.
~end.

YEp.
There it is. Now, onto the land of my bed I go...