Blanket lost

To all the people who understand what it's like when you lose your blanket at night. 

Tossing and turning,

Around I wrapped

A big thick blanket

Behind my back.

It got so hot,

I wiggled and thrashed

Kicking the blanket

Off my bed.

As I slept hours past,

Then midnight's roar

Scared me half to death,

And my body felt frore.

I bolted straight up

And fumbled around

In search of my blanket

Blue and round.

Yet I felt nothing. 

Reaching out my hand

It gripped only air,

I was getting mad.

I got out of bed

I stumbled and fell

Crashing to the floor

How fatal it felt.

that's when I felt it

So soft and torn

It felt so nice though

it was old and worn.

To tired to move

Broken and sore 

I fell asleep

On the floor.

by By Evelyn Creon