In your attic bedroom we sailed seven seas.
Your bed our ship a-sailin',
swaggering scallywags were we, parrots on shoulders --
peg-legged plunderers apracticin' "arrggghhs" and "yohohos."
Thick blankets hung on chairs, our tents,
Night sky: endless with stars and dreams.
Camping on the rug with a campfire circle,
toasting lego marshmallows on lego sticks.
In our attic bedroom, a glass of ice
and rum on the table.
Stars through the skylights
illuminate and hark of ships and dreams.
Wool blankets cover and warm us,