That blanket so warm wrapped around me
Keeps me warm oh so warm.
Knit by old warn hands
From old scraps of yarn
It shimmers in the light like the stars.
A rainbow of every color.
A collage of every texture.
It reminds me of that old farm house.
Always so warm.
Always so bright.
The sun shines in magnificent ways off
The red barn, the white snow, the bright faces.
The smell of pumpkin pie and pine trees is
Soaked in the blanket.
It helps when this gray of my life
Over takes me and tells me it’s not alright.
I wrap up in this warm and color
Dreaming of a place much better.
