Blankie

Hid under the dirty blankets No one will see. Hide it and no one will see. Hide it under the dirty blanket, blankie hides it from me blankie hides it from me. Dying death hurts blankie blankie can't hide it from me. Pain is to harsh blankie can't hide it from me. Hid is no good blankie don't worry blankie I can see. Give it to me, I know what to do with it now. Hid is not right not for you or me give it light let people see. But thank you blankie for shielding me. Thank you blankie for Loving me.

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Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 12/2/2014 6:46:00 AM

your way of writing is a wow.. :)! i like it.. like the mood and the ending is so heartfelt.. :)

Dan Helppi
Date: 12/2/2014 8:27:00 PM

I am happy you like it Olive, thank you for saying such nice things!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/20/2014 11:27:00 PM

that was very touching at the end there. Such an interesting style you have, dan.

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/22/2014 7:43:00 AM

Thanks Andrea.

Jack Ellison

Date: 11/15/2014 9:03:00 AM

Thanks for sharing my friend and reminding me of those days so long ago! NICE! How's Will? Tell him I was asking about him! Cheers!

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/17/2014 4:46:00 PM

Hi Jack, Will is doing good along with the rest of the kids, back to school after two snow days.

Len Gasun

Date: 11/11/2014 10:13:00 AM

You wrote a very beautiful touching poem and song my dear friend Dan. I love it. Thank you so much for sharing! More blessings! love lots and big hugs, Leonora

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/11/2014 5:00:00 PM

Thank you so much, Leonora.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 11/11/2014 5:12:00 AM

touching write Dan.. :) i remember before my "security blanket" to sleep is a handkerchief

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/11/2014 7:46:00 AM

Thank you for your reply Olive.

Jack Horne

Date: 11/9/2014 2:40:00 PM

such powerful memories of a comfort blanket here, my friend

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/9/2014 8:32:00 PM

I am glad you were reminded of that.

Darlene Gifford

Date: 11/8/2014 11:45:00 AM

Many of us, Dan, still carry around our invisible security blankies to cuddle under when we are hurting. I liked your line about giving it light, let people see. Yes, letting people in helps to heal our hurts. Letting God hug you, also helps. And warm hugs from me, too. Darlene

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/8/2014 2:00:00 PM

Thank you Darlene.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 11/7/2014 9:32:00 AM

As children we seek whatever comfort we can. No child should have to endure such sorrows. If you have a chance read my poem The Canvas.

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/7/2014 12:57:00 PM

Thank you Richard, I will now.

Dan Helppi

Date: 11/7/2014 7:58:00 AM

Haile, Yes you are right about letting things out, this is hard to do sometimes because we fear shame and weakness, when in reality we receive love and strength.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 11/5/2014 3:57:00 AM

Profoundly moving Dan. I don't think abuse every goes away, we shove it to the back of our minds trying to forget it because often it is too difficult to EVER deal with. I heard the silent cries! Blessings

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/5/2014 9:56:00 AM

Connie, With much help from many, I have come to believe that the only way to heal from this is to forgive, self and violater. Thanks for your reply, I hear your sincerity.

David Meade

Date: 11/4/2014 9:42:00 PM

You depicted well the abuse and the shame that is associated with a demeaning crime. Victims -- young/old male/female blame themselves and want to hide the shame. The "blankie" in your poem serves many functions . . . comfort, shield, love . . . personifying the help victims need. Well thought out -- awesome job.

Dan Helppi
Date: 11/5/2014 9:52:00 AM

Thanks David, your thoughtful reply is very kind.