Red Blanket

There is a place where Heaven meets land

I used to find you there wearing a blanket of red

Wrapped up in silence, woven from past

grandmother’s stitches gave you peace at last

Woken at midnight I stumbled through dreams

once scared and shaken,

you sewed back my seams

Holding me closely singing Blinken and Nod

I asked what you were doing

you said talking to God

The stories you played with me,

all fun and games

while you wrestled with demons,

you never told me their names

The lessons you taught me,

I still hold today

when looking for answers,

go to the infinite way

The shadows they danced on history’s wall

but you stopped the cycle,

they never touched me at all

So please when you speak to God,

while on your bed

give him my thanks,

from your blanket of Red

blanket of Red...