Written by Anne Phillips member of Sixtymilliontrebles
Just a Blanket
Crochet hook, needles, wool, instruments of wonder,
Trying to ease the suffering of many lives torn asunder.
Aran, chunky, four ply and double,
Anything to offer some comfort for your trouble.
Magic circles, doubles, trebles, fancy stitches galore,
All provide some solace for a body on the floor.
Wondrous names have been given to lots of our creations,
To hopefully provide a warm hug to peoples of other nations.
I pause in my crocheting, in the dark of the night,
And hope our blankets will provide, a small ray of comfort, of light.
These fingers wove some happy thoughts through yarn, as patterns followed.
To ease your aching bones and bellies hollow.
A blanket provides some warmth, a woolly hug or cwtch,
They didn’t take too long to make, it really isn’t much.
But know that you are not forgotten or unloved,
May all our special blankets leave you feeling cherished and loved.
You matter, you count, all 60 million of you.