My Blankey

I have this pink blanket

It's soft, fuzzy and cuddly

When I was little I took it everywhere.

I would hug it as if my life depended on it

and I never wanted to let go.

Over the years, as I have grown taller

My blanket has become thinner

and in some places quite threadbare.

But,

It keeps me safe and warm

and makes me feel secure

My blanket is my favourite thing

And if I lost it

 my life would never be the same.

It means the world to me.