The blanket was never warm,

and was always missing when I needed it most,

It was always scratchy and had some sort of stain stuck on the fabric,

It seemed to be used by everyone,

But me,

even thought I was the one always washing it, drying it and folding it,

I’d place the blanket on my bed but would find it never on my bed when I wanted to cover up.

It was only a simple 40×60 in,

I never understood,

why,

everyone needed to use My Blanket,

The Blanket was always covering someone else,

wrapped up around someone else’s shoulders,

keeping someone else warm and comfy.

The blanket never covered me,

So I gave it away

and bought myself one that would and could,

Keep me warm,

Keep me covered.