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A Blankie For Me
by Rose M Rideout

Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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Here’s an innocent child,our grandson, his heart broken because he had misplaced his blankie. To him this is his best friend, the comfort zone in his life. My heart was breaking too as I helped him search, soon the blankie was found. I captured the most precious smile through the sparkle and tears of his fulfilled heart. All he needs is his blankie, not too much to ask for. Ever so thankful as he snuggled it close to him yet so willing when asked to share it with me. Tell me what’s more precious then an innocent little child.


A Blankie For Me

He said Please, I need my blankie,
As he looked into my face,
His little eyes were filled with tears,
my heart was in a race.
I’ll help you search, I said so quick,
I panicked and my heart felt sick,
Where could they be not too far away,
He needs his blankie near him everyday.

He reached out
his arms for a hug,
And with my heart he began to tug,
He whispered softly, “I Love You Nan,”
I returned these words to this young man.
I said here’s your blankie, and with a smile,
He stole my heart, this precious child.
He walks away , he’s in his comfort zone,
He snuggles his blankie,  he’s no longer alone.

I’ll keep this picture , long in my mind,
Of an innocent child, so lost in time,
Just a blankie to snuggle close,
The comfort zone he needs the most.
I hope these days he’ll not erase,
Of all the loved shared within these days.
An innocent child, a gentle young man,
Who’s stolen the heart, of this dear Nan.

 
 

 

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Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci 11/27/2012
Oh, this tugged at my heartstrings! I have been involved in the same type of search as it is a serious matter indeed! Although my grandchildren are in their teens now it seems like yesterday that "blankie" played such a major part in their lives.

Love ya!

Jane
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 5/11/2008
Cute pic...I had this beat up little Teddy Bear that eventually mom got rid of...Your grandson is a lucky young man, but you had better buy a baseball bat to beat the girls off when he grows up, that blond hair and those blue eyes(?) are going to make him very popular...Peace thru the Write, Ed & Rufuz
Reviewed by Natasha Bowman 10/18/2007
Awwh, what a cute kid. :)

This is such a sweet poem. Thanks again for telling me about authors den, I love it.

xo,

natasha
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 9/21/2007
He's stolen my heart too. My granddaughter is 5 months old today. She sucks her fingers and has not latched onto a blankie yet. But oh, I think her mother still sleeps with hers. lol. Wonderfully, excellent poem. Liz
Reviewed by John Leko 9/21/2007
...a story of lost warmth found...a blanket of memories...to forever remind him of you.
enjoyed...
John
Reviewed by RaeLynn Teller 9/20/2007
Rose--This is adorable and so is he. Little events, big memories. And all yours. Special.
Keep smiling--RaeLynn
Reviewed by Selena Dobbin-Gillis 9/20/2007
Hey sis, this is so beautiful. He is such a wonderful handsome little boy and I love him. Great write sis.

Love you
Selena
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 9/19/2007
Awwww! He is so very precious! My daughter would do that, carry around one special blanket everywhere she went. Your poem immortalizes both your grandson and this special moment in time....

Be safe,
Karen
Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath 9/19/2007


Most precious and oh so beautiful.
Great gift your grandson and to be a Nan
It hasn't happened to me yet but I know my heart will be just as smitten as yours...smile
Given so completely and unconditionally...Rose this is heartfelt.

Continued blessings always,
~Gwendolyn

Reviewed by chris stienstra 9/19/2007
Loved the picture.
I guess the only thing that changes as we grow up is the "blanket".
Nicely done. I'm a sucker for anything to do with kids!
My best regards,
Chris
Reviewed by D Johnson 9/19/2007
Now there's a kid that is absolutely spoilable.

Dan
Reviewed by Morning Star 9/19/2007
Oh this is so sweet it brought back
Memories of my kids and their
Security blanket
Your grandson is a sweetheart!
Excellent tone and flow great vividness!
Beautiful write!
Love Peace and hugssss....Morning Star
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 9/19/2007
Rose this is adorable and so is your grandson!
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 9/19/2007
Awwwwww how sweet.....I just made my little Zachary three blankies..cannot wait till I can take it to him!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 9/19/2007
Rose, So sweet and tender this poem..I love the way it flowed.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Reviewed by larry linville 9/19/2007
As a grandfather, this tugs at my heart. Such sweetness. A modern day Linus.

larry
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 9/19/2007
To be wrapped with security, wheather a blanket or in your arms,,,
means a world to a little one! Such a Sweet write.,,Christine
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 9/19/2007
I wish I had my own blankie...we all need a comfort zone when the world treats you bad. Precious write, Rose, well done.

(((HUGS))) to you and your grandson, love, Karla.
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 9/19/2007
I’ll keep this picture , long in my mind,
Of an innocent child, so lost in time,
Just a blankie, to snuggle close,
The comfort zone he needs the most.

I think he needs his very loving, Nan, too! And what a marvelous picture to keep.
Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner 9/19/2007
This is a wonderful poem.
Reviewed by Kathy Armijo 9/19/2007
Such a loving write, and the picture is priceless. It is amazing how something so seeminly insignificant can generate such peace -- the kindness of others.

Blessings,
Kathy
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader) 9/19/2007
These are those precious memories we keep forever in our minds, no matter how old we get... they remain. God Bless, love holly
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 9/19/2007
so very precious--my children all had blankies--so very sad when they couldn't find them or when they sat in front of the dryer waiting for them to be dry--
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 9/19/2007
What a precious, precious write, and what a precious little guy he is! What a cutie! AWWWW! Very well done, Rose; glad he found his "blankie"! Kids that age need something to hold onto as they naviagate this often-scary world; they need the assurance that they are loved and that they are safe.

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Sendin' you Newfie style hugs, Texas-style! :)
Reviewed by George Thompson 9/19/2007
Wonderful write; the nature of childhood.

George
Reviewed by Felix Perry 9/19/2007
The innocense of children can break down our heart's resistance like nothing else on this earth. You captured this thought perfectly in your write and though your prewrite was lovely this poem and the lovable little guy in the picture with his blankie made it unnecessary...great write Rose.
hugs
Cuz
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 9/19/2007
Oh my,.. beautiful writing sweet lady,what a handsome little boy he is ...Awwwwwwwwwww ,so sweet this is Rose...have a wonderful day sweet lady....Hugsss
Love,
Chanti Lace
Reviewed by Walt Hardester 9/19/2007
Rose,
This is a sweet one.
My daughters Blankie started out as a blankie and by the time she was done with it it was about the size of a hand towell, Her mom could only wash it at night when she was asleep...LOL

Walt
Reviewed by Paul Berube 9/19/2007
Rose,

Nothing could ever be more precious than any child. In a way we are all like children trying to exist in our own comfort zone. Beautiful write my friend and best of luck with your precious grandchild. Blessings Always, Paul.
Reviewed by Paul Berube 9/19/2007
That is very precious Rose. I can well relate to this one. Well done my friend.



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