Ode To My Blanket

My blanket is my haven.
Under my blanket, I am safe.

No one can see me.
I am invisible to everything beyond its borders.

Muted colors. Blues purples yellow pinks
Soothe my eyes.
Soft light filters through the comforting grace
that is always there for me.

A refuge from a world that wounds deeply,
My hurts are gently eased.

It warms me, cradles me, dries my tears.
Under my blanket, my soul at rest.

So blessed, I am, by the people of my heart.
They love me, cherish me.
They are my champions.

But under my blanket, I am safe.