April 29, 2009
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Can anything be as warm as you are?
On a winter day there you have appeared.
I snuggled with you in the racing car.
How meaningful you are to me o dear!
The blanket’s touch is so gentle and soft.
Its smell from the washing machine is fresh.
Blankets give me a clear relaxing thought.
Whenever I hug my blanket, I stress less.
My blanket can help me wipe away tears.
Sometimes I forget and make a big mess.
I can hide under it when I have fears.
Thee fits almost anywhere like on my desk.
Sleeping with my blanket gives me good dreams.
Everything on you is stitched seam to seam.

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