My Bed

My bed
My bed, as soft as cushion
Should I lie on you without caution?

My bed
So adorned in colourful duvet
I lie and sleep on you
And you give me dreams
Big and promising dreams

But your softness and Sweet
Make me linger on you
Even in the morning
I don't rouse rapidly
To pursue my dream

Then the dream you give me
At night
The night dreams
Become day dreams

I wake up late
And tears rush from my eyes
Like river
Tears that I have missed an opportunity
Tears that I am doomed by importunity

You dozing elephant, so errant
Learn from the stirring ant
A clever creature
Miniature by nature
But mature in gathering
For the rainy day

Wake up
You that sleep and slumber
And pursue your dreams
And be free from your bed
Like a bird
In the air