The Clock

We   have    a  clock

It   is   fully red

I   always   keep   it

near       my   bed

The   clock    is   round

I   wake    up

when,

 I   hear  its  sound.

Now   my   dear   clock

is   very   old

I   hold    it   dear,

and   feel    as   if   a    friend   is    near.

My pillow

I love my pillow

it has feathers of two kilos

It has flowers all over,

On its beautiful cover!

It is as soft as cotton

It never smells rotten

Its corners are curved,

It is ready to serve!

Did you hear all this

THIS IS how my pillow is.