Thursday, August 05, 2004

Zzz...

Sleeping... bah... how I wish I could do this now... missed my bed so much these past few weeks... so many thing to attend to these days...

Bed, so soft and nice
A place where we rest our mind
So many types of bed
May it be soft or hard, smooth or rough

There is nothing better then our own bed
The smell of the cotton and fabric make us think
That cloud do exist in a form of a bed
So we can rest again for a fresher day