My Pillow

Here is my Firstborn's poem:

MY PILLOW


My dear pillow
You are not a fellow
But you are to me
When I am weary.

Your softness
Like my mother's breast
Gives me comfort
When I need support.

When I'm up
I toss you up,
When I'm down
You can be found.

Without mom and dad
I'm very sad
Yet when I'm with you
As if they're on view.

My dear pillow
Though you're not a fellow
I love you so
coz you love me, too.

by JIM (Jesus in the Midst)