Poem for a Sick Day

When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.

I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
            ~ Robert Louis Stevenson



Yesterday Bobo and I had a sick day.  I was going to go into work and deal with it even though I had lost my voice for a few days, but then Monday evening when I picked up Bobo from daycare he had a raging fever which lasted all night, so home we stayed.  We slept most of the day, but managed to watch "Feel Better Little Bear" for a while in between pancakes and drinking fluids.  In one of the episodes Father Bear recites this poem and Little Bear acts it out, I wanted to share it.