MY BLANKIES
My blankie is there with me through thick and thin;
It holds a lot of of security within.
My blankie is full of colors and length just for me;
The security it has makes me feel free.
My blankie was made for my first son, corey and then handed down to my babie, son, Will;
It holds a lot of memories and I love the way it feels.
My blankie has love that is more than you will ever know;
Cause my boys are a part of this and I love them so.
My blankie is used for the security when i feel unsafe and more;
But the blankie we shared has a lot in store.
My blankie i will always treasure with love,
Cause it has been blessed and touched from God above.
mary letitia green southard
mgsouthard64
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