Guest post by The Styling Mama.
When you’re the baby of 5
Your first bed must be tall
To show you’ve grown up
And you’re no longer small.
My legs are still little
So my mattress is low
We can put it up higher
When my legs start to grow.
You’ll find my toys close
Cos it’s here that I play
I read, dream and jump
Til the sun goes away.
By day it’s my castle
Cosy safe by nightfall
Little lights wrap the posts
So I’m not scared at all.
My toys are away
Warm blankets take place
Nestled down in my bed
To sleep in my space.
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