My Baby Blanket
By Grace G
Published 19 September 2013
My baby blanket soft and warm,
Given to me when I was born,
Torn and old, ripped and ruined
Mumma wraps me as tight
as can be, then sends me to sleep.
On winter nights, my baby blanket cuddles me,
The storm is scary, big and huge,
But my blanket is there to protect you.
There are memories and memories,
Of my blanket,
Taken to my little sister when she had no hair,
Baby blanket is there for you,
All the time,
Snuggles from blanket whenever you like!