Kim Schilling

Rookie (1967 / Illinois)

My Baby Blanket - Poem by Kim Schilling

Worn and torn, you've been through all,
Happily by my side since I was so small.
Intricately woven by hands that did care.
To me you were the perfect child's prayer.
Endowing your comfort for secrets I shared.

Endless holding and cuddling I gave in return.
Laughter and tears while I was made to learn.
Entering adulthood, I pitched you on a chair.
People made fun of you; I thought it unfair.
Happily I went about in my grown-up years,
Aware you were hidden when I was in tears.
Now I'm old and gray, and I still think of you,
Tucked away in a chest, my blanket so true.

Comments about My Baby Blanket by Kim Schilling

  • Brian Jani (6/26/2014 3:27:00 PM)

    This poem transfers a feeling of warmth to the reader.well done (Report) Reply

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  • (2/6/2009 6:35:00 PM)

    That was sweeet! ! ! ! ! , I don't remember if i had a baby blanket, my highschool is full of kids who still suck their thumb, (i stopped with the finger at ten) but anyway, it's good that you hold on to that, it was a nice poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 6, 2009

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