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 sleepingAnd 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.
A picture book from the poet Julia Copus, illustrated by Kate Greenaway nominee Alison Jay, looking at the night-time dream world of children with text that can be read from front to back or alternatively from back to front.
