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Blanket Poem

Darryl Willis
Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read

for Brittany

I had never seen anything
so small and spirited as you.
We pulled the blanket to your chin;
and you grasped the satin trim
as if to try to hang on life.
You were so independent
and strong willed. By age three
you quit your thumb on your own.

But what is plain, hides in sight.

Few could see the satin band
carried hidden in your hand.
Your life is now a crazy ride
with starts and stops and escapades.
But at night when no one sees
and you close your eyes in sleep
your hand still feels the silk beneath
the brushing of your fingertips.


To support the poet’s benign coffee addiction: Coffee.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

Darryl Willis

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Has worked in non-profits for over 36 years and is currently a Regional Director for an international non-profit. He holds an MA from Lipscomb University.

Poets Unlimited

Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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