A Blanket

I wrote this poem for my AP English class, the point was to take something small and make it a big deal. The second part was for the class to figure out what that thing was, and I set it as the title.

Your gentle softness wraps around me,
Like make-shift arms of protection.
The night is dark, cold and lone-some,
But with you here I feel warm.
The warmth but mine of course,
Though whispers soft wishes to the presence of another.
To lay like this for a life-time wouldn't be so bad,
If not for the wishes for who belongs at my side.
Lone-some now, and lone-some still,
Until the night his presence nears.

Author's Note

I was inspired to write this because I have a boyfriend who I love dearly that servers in the military. I miss him dearly, and this is truly how a simple blanket can make me feel on a lonely night without him.