CHILD WITH A BLANKET Round eyes gazing over a grubby blanket; thumb-sucking grip on life; comfort soft; rock secure. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related One thought on “CHILD WITH A BLANKET” Add yours Thanks Marion, this is the nicest poem I’ve read in a long time. Reply Leave a Reply to céline Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.