Upon the Land of Counterpane

What a sweet afternoon it was when, with all the elements of spontaneity, we read The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson. With the beauty of the verses fresh within our minds, our little girls and I crawled into bed, ruffled the covers so as to make pillow-hills, and began to make our own Land of Counterpane. The moment was so special with our two little girls sitting opposite each other pretending to be in the Land of Counterpane, that even searching for a camera seemed ill-fitting. It is moments such as these that only a mother can understand, the moments that sweetly rest upon the heart.

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.

This post is part of Make Believe Mondays at My Three Rivers Home