Time for bed said zebedee
Is life a bed of roses?
The passionate shepherd believed so
but with every rose there are thorns
A bed does not become a bed
until it is planted
When is a bed not a bed?
When it is a Futon
The chambermaid pondered whether making
the first bed or the last one in a day is the worst
A place where love and passion are explored
Three bears asking the same question
that a wronged spouse may well pose
How many bedbugs share our bed each night?
A place of sweet dreams or vivid nightmares
where children fear that underneath
a monster lurks
where fears and problems magnify at 3 a.m.
where one can feel the most alone
or the most loved
You caused the problem, so you must solve it
as the saying goes
Is a shop doorway or a concrete floor a bed
if you sleep there?