Words are my favourite jacket
Words are my eternal Blanket
To keep out the freezing cold
Doled out by the unfeeling world!
They are my eyes, my expressions
They are my faithful companions….
What would I do, when I’m unable to feign
Without words to exorcise the hurt n pain
Words are all I have and all I ever use
To connect with hearts and my muse
Whether moody, broody or just plain happy
Whether sappy, scrappy or even snappy…
I weave words n dreams n feeling
Into a warm blanket of healing
Words are my favourite comforters
Words are my go-to place for supporters.
In response to Daily Prompt: Blanket