Bedstand Poems - Poems about Bedstand

...First sighting It was an early summer morning when my best friend Edwin threw pebbles on my window to wake me up I like morning slumber, waking up at six, looking at the alarm the clock on the......Read the rest...

...Every night, my mother used to tuck me in to go to sleep. She knew I was afraid of the dark. She told me there was nothing to be afraid of, and that if I go to sleep, a magical fairy would wake m......Read the rest...