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When night falls my bed is an air balloon.
I sail through the slipsiverse, close by the moon.
I float above treetops where fluttertufts are sleeping
And flowering hills where the whifflepigs go creeping;
Ponds strung with starlight that glitter like glass,
A floog with her velvet nose bent to the grass.
Such treasures I spy on! My bed in the trees
Swings me up high, like a circus trapeze.
Now the cool, night-rustling air
Slips through my finger-gaps, ripples my hair;
Now we glide over water, the moon's silver light
Blown by a cloudpuff into the bight,
Adrift on the sea where the dream-shapes float;
When night falls my bed is a sailing boat.

A beautifully presented picture book with two front covers, the text can be read from front to back and vice versa. The mirror form poem meets in the middle in a stunning centrepiece image as the two children in the story (twins, one in an air balloon, the other a sailing boat) meet in the clouds!

My Bed Is an Air Balloon

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    A Hardback by Julia Copus, Alison Jay

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      Publisher Faber & Faber
      Published 4 October 2018
      ISBN-13 9780571334841
      978-0571334841
      ISBN-10 0571334849
      Also in:
      Baby, Toddler & Pre-School Children & Teen Fiction

      Description

      Book Synopsis

      When night falls my bed is an air balloon.
      I sail through the slipsiverse, close by the moon.
      I float above treetops where fluttertufts are sleeping
      And flowering hills where the whifflepigs go creeping;
      Ponds strung with starlight that glitter like glass,
      A floog with her velvet nose bent to the grass.
      Such treasures I spy on! My bed in the trees
      Swings me up high, like a circus trapeze.
      Now the cool, night-rustling air
      Slips through my finger-gaps, ripples my hair;
      Now we glide over water, the moon's silver light
      Blown by a cloudpuff into the bight,
      Adrift on the sea where the dream-shapes float;
      When night falls my bed is a sailing boat.

      A beautifully presented picture book with two front covers, the text can be read from front to back and vice versa. The mirror form poem meets in the middle in a stunning centrepiece image as the two children in the story (twins, one in an air balloon, the other a sailing boat) meet in the clouds!

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