When I was little, Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Land of Counterpane was one of my favorite poems. I loved the idea of creating a whole world on your bed. When I was seven I got a high antique rope bed that had been in my family for several generations. I loved it and when I was up in my bed, it felt like I was in my own little world and I loved to use it as a play space.
The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.