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It Was A Soft Little Pink Blanket
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It Was A Soft Little Pink Blanket |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada 
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  ~* It Was Just A Small Pink Blanket *~ It really didn’t look like much, But I never saw her without it It was always in her clutch. When she was just a toddler That “blankie” was fairly big in size, But every year it was cut to fix The holes in it I do surmise. She used to poke her fingers Through to make a little hole. Playing hide and seek with herself That poor, lonely little soul. When she was scared, or all alone, And no one seemed to care, She’d cuddle that pink blanket Consoled by its just being there. I remember her like it was today, And suddenly the tears begin to flow As I feel so sad for that little girl, That was me oh so many years ago. When a child has no one to turn to, From fear there’s no pace to hide, The’ll latch onto funny things, Mine was that “blankie” by my side. ~*~ ~ The soul lies buried in ink that does not flow ~ |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Mysteria - this is a most precious write. By the way, I'll be heading to BC the end of FEB... BC |
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Eromyna Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 306Pheonix, AZ, USA |
And don't I know that feeling. I enjoyed reading this. PS. I love your signature. "I don't need to scream for you to deem me aggravation." |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Ya know - My daughter still has hers - She did have it put away - but now it's set out - as a shrine of sorts, I think... Hers is yellow, though... I still picture her - blankey in one hand - Thumb in mouth with the other.. I like this poem, Sharon....  |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
sweetly sad, sadly sweet, speaking of both innocence and sometimes emptiness of childhood |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Sharon, this really touched my heart. It is so sweet and precious. I love it......  "Love makes the world go around" |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Even as adults we need something to hold on to and take comfort in. I don't think the need changes all that much...except for the fact that we're not a kid anymore, therefore we don't haul our blankie everywhere we go.  Love to read you Mysteria~ Thanks for this! |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Much appreciated and a pleasant New Year to you..I had my favorite frills on my aunty's couch and remember their consolation |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big huggsssssssss) I have a confession to make, I know these feelings all too well and having seizures and nightmares during the nights and also being woken up in the middle of the night hearing of my friend Cameron's death and my sister's near-death experience before, I like to do most of my poetry at night as I hate the dark and the traua it can bring and I mostly sleep in the mornings! (sad sigh) I also keep a dreamcatcher above my bed and a Gods eye to my corner wall to chase away evil spirits! This is owerful, sweet friend, my prayers are with all the children and I hope their teddy bears can be their friends to hug them through the tough times, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sharon, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sharon...I still have Michelle's blue blanket, torn and tattered and oh so precious.  |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Ahhh, you all literally warmed my heart in your comments. This poem came about as I was cutting up a blanket for my cat, and remembered that blanket of mine as a child. I am so glad to hear I was not alone in this, and thank each of you in a different way, but all so much. (((hugs from me to you))) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh the memories you've just brought about...sigh |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
PS - I know how you feel I think? However, my memories were not that great but thanks for reading. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
yes ... security blanket ... we need them perhaps for different reasons, but the need is the same ... mine was blue and yellow ... mothy heart-hugs I was reborn on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
I loved this Sharon. So many of life's securities are wrapped up in brief remembrances of our youth. My "security blanket" was my dog, Suzie. She kept me warm, and kept my heart and secrets safe for many years. You've got me missing her this morning with this lovely and thought provoking piece. Best wishes and hugs, /Kit |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Sharon, This is so precious. I stand amazed sometimes how some of us made it through our childhoods; you hint at a not so nice one and I understand. That we can look back at those memories and find something good, warm and comforting from it, is even more amazing and says much for those who've suffered greatly. What I also find interesting is even those who had a 'normal' childhood seems to have been just as attached to a 'comforter' of some sort... My best comforter has ended up being God, but for many years the "Footsteps Prayer" annoyed me, but in time Ive leaned to see it as a truth and a comfort....for I don't need to know the 'why' anymore. And, I've pretty much figured it out, which also comforts me and gives me peace. Heart hugs to you, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Fabulous Sharon!! For our youngest son, it was his blue blankie, for our middle son, it was his baby quilt with trucks on it, and for our daughter, it was her invisible friend, Bob. All children need something of comfort no matter their circumstance. It's a big world out there when you're just a wee one. Hugs, Marti Most of us go to our grave |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
You know your responses are incredible and it is so interesting to see that so many from all walks of life have so much in common really. It is that common need to be loved, validated and heard that takes us to an item or force that we think cares for us, and as some have said it is a "material" object and to some it is something quite unexplainable, and all are comforting. Thank you all so kindly for enjoying this piece. I tend to write from "flashbacks" most of time right in the submission area and I am so pleased you enjoy them. |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
awww this is one of your precious gems.....as always beautiful penned ((hugs)) Charisma |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Mother had a very dear friend, who had five girls... one of whom carried her blankie until it was but a scrap... Our friend always had to wait until her daughter took a nap then quickly washed and dried it, then placed it in her lap... what a lovely memory you returned in the haunt of yours... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sharon, THat was a heart grabber.  |
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