Saturday, December 23, 2006

My Nana Blanket

I just found this poem I had written in 1991:



MY NANA BLANKET

My Nana blanket, it keeps the warmth in site
It falls off my bed just about every nite

Nana knitted it for many days
And I've used it in several ways

The odd colors are brown, green and gold
In my possesion it's 8 years old

Though a graduation gift years after it was made
Mom kept it so the memories wouldn't fade

Done with time, patience and care
Unable to say thanks, it isn't fair

Unique to me, but I'm not the only one
Where Nana-blankets have gone from daughter to son

And when Mom said, "she made this one for you"
Cherish my Nana blanket I must do

- Richard Wesley Martin Warren
5/91

This photo is from Christmas 1991 during our annual Christmas Eve "play." Where I read the poem. I was 25 years old:

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Anita writes:
From Nana blanket to Nana's cookies, Mama taught us alot about TRADITION. Love being here with you guys.

Rick Warren said...

Yes Cefe I still have my Nana blanket but it's usually on the couch now. But it still falls off to the left and right.