Ni-Ni

March 30, 2010
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Sewn by my mother,
Dangled over my crib,
Tucked under my chin,
A single object warms my heart.

With scattered pink stars,
And rainbow kittens,
Fabric smooth like a kitten’s fur,
Yet tough like a lion’s mane.
Torn in places, ripped and chewed,
With stains prominent.
It’s cold from the air,
Yet warm with love.

My whip when I’m mad.
My teddy bear when I’m sad.
Warms my face,
And brought light to my crib.

Imperfections make us perfect,
Stars shining bright and confident.
Created by my mother,
Made with love.

Strong and held together,
Consoles me when I’m down,
Works together or in solitude,
I couldn’t sleep without.

From a distance, a dirty rag,
Up close, a prized possession,
Tucked under my chin, my personal shield,
The two of us ready for whatever comes.

My blanket, Ni-Ni.





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Susie M. said...
Oct. 9, 2010 at 7:34 pm
so cute and heartfelt! you have such a variety in your poems. one minute they're sad and then the next you're writing about your childhood blanket. absolutely love it!
 
i.ll_be_fine_899 said...
Jun. 11, 2010 at 9:17 pm
hehe cute^^ loved ur word choice!! it kept me reading!! good workk:))
 
ADAMLAMBERT<3 said...
Apr. 26, 2010 at 8:56 am

i think its a really good poem, BUT the last line, for me, kinda ruined it...im just sayin

but the rest of it is terrific!

 
jill456 said...
Apr. 22, 2010 at 6:09 pm
This is beautiful. I love the way you describe this oh-so special prized possession. The way you write is magnificant. I'm running out of good adjectives when I comment on your poems! Keep up the good work. This is definitely one of my absolute favorites!
 
JMA fan said...
Apr. 22, 2010 at 5:17 pm
This poem won Best of Class and Best of Show at the county fair last year.
 
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