She carried the blanket everywhere

She curled up with it at night

And in storms she held it tight

When she was with her love

She would swadle them up as one

Under the blanket, that she carried everywhere

When she was alone

She would drape it over her shoulders

Cuddling the blanket, that she carried everywhere

Her loves scent lingered on it

From the nights spent together

Wrapped in the blanket, that she carried everywhere

It started falling apart

But she never stopped fixing

And patching, the blanket she carried everywhere

Old and worn

But warm in the cold

was the blanket, that she carried everywhere