My blanket and my thumb,
together they have now become,
the strength that I use every day,
to beat whatever comes my way.
Be it good or be it bad,
be it happy – be it sad.
Be it new or be it old,
be it hot – be it cold.
Be it anything at all,
my blanket’s there and standing tall.
I truly love my blanket so,
for it is helping me to grow.