Chapter (24) AS I LAY IN BED..A Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANA POEM TOLD TO US BY OUR FATHER BACK IN THE 50'S WHEN WE WERE SMALL KIDS. THE AUTHOR IS UNKNOWN.When my siblings and I were small my father
would often tell us this poem before sending us to bed. As I lay in bed at night and the wind is
blowing cold, I sometimes lie with an half open eye and think what I'll do when I'm old. that I hear rushing on through the night, that would be the right job for me, then I yawn and curl up tight. the postman who comes rat a tat at our door to deliver a letter or card. and I think he must work very hard. to the lorry with the big heavy load, he sees me over the road. where the salt sea is purple and deep, my eyes close, and I fall fast asleep. Unknown Author. Circa 1900. © 2017 MAD ENGLISHMANReviews
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9 Reviews Added on October 7, 2014 Last Updated on November 5, 2017 AuthorMAD ENGLISHMANGreat Ponton, Lincolnshire, United KingdomAboutHeading for my 72nd birthday in April. I've enjoyed an eventful life. With the help of 2 wives I've managed to raise 3 children. Proud of my kids. I embrace all cultures but ultimately I'm proud to be.. more..Writing
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