I cushioned your first ecstasy,
blanketed your school-day sickness,
hosted your important conversations
and absorbed your mistakes.

I was your young boy bunker,
your teenager cave,
your safe haven from the elements
and your fantasy land.

I warmed your Christmas dreams
your sorrow filled hours,
your desert island
and your solitary confinement.

You dreamt fantastic colours
in my comforting embrace,
you fled from shadows
and awoke in sunlight.

I become the particular shape of you
moulded by your years of resting,
you made me into what I am
the same gift I've shared with you.