Blanket Myself – Day 4, November PAD

Blanket myself in cosy new covers
and mushy comforting words.
Lose myself throughout the dark hours
When somewhat astray goes the world.

Feel it myself – the white silly whisper
of choosing in peace where I step.
Blanket myself getting ready to listen
as beautiful reason is going to bed.

© Mariya K, 2020

Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader