Ode To My Pillow

• Isabelle Decaria, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2013

O, whenever I lay my head on your soft surface
I feel like anything could happen,
The way you comfort me
Through the good and bad
The feathers inside
Are you going to fly
You make me feel like im floating
Like a cloud up above

This is the way I sleep the best…
With you in my arms. And
Tears rush down my face,
You catch them and make it ok.
After a woebegone TV episode,
As you are covered in smudges and tears,
I turn you over like a new page,
And everything will be fine.