My bed is like a little boat; <br />Nurse helps me in when I embark; <br />She girds me in my sailor's coat <br />And starts me in the dark. <br /> <br />At night I go on board and say <br />Good-night to all my friends on shore; <br />I shut my eyes and sail away <br />And see and hear no more. <br /> <br />And sometimes things to bed I take, <br />As prudent sailors have to do; <br />Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake, <br />Perhaps a toy or two. <br /> <br />All night across the dark we steer; <br />But when the day returns at last, <br />Safe in my room beside the pier, <br />I find my vessel fast.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-bed-is-a-boat/
