Author's Note: To all the people who understand what it's like when you lose your blanket at night.
Tossing and turning,
Around I wrapped
A big thick blanket
Behind my back.
It got so hot,
I wiggled and thrashed
Kicking the blanket
Off my bed.
As I slept hours past,
Then midnight's roar
Scared me half to death,
And my body felt forward.
I bolted straight up
And fumbled around
In search of my blanket
Blue and round.
Yet I felt nothing.
Reaching out my hand
It gripped only air,
I was getting mad.
I got out of bed
I stumbled and fell
Crashing to the floor
How fatal it felt.
that's when I felt it
So soft and torn
It felt so nice though
it was old and worn.
To tired to move
Broken and sore
I fell asleep
On the floor.
written by By Evelyn Creon
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