My Blanket Poem

My blanket is my hero from the cold,

In my dreams it makes me feel bold,

I want to stay there no matter what,

I really really love my blanket a lot.

In my blanket i say all my prayers,

As it covers me in all its layers,

It has stayed with me from when I was in a cot,

I hope it forgives me for all the wet cries and snot.

When I am in my blanket I suddenly attach,

I will always know my blanket will be the perfect match,

My blanket is my number 1 not my number seven,

My blanket is as relaxing as glorious heaven.