The Green Satin

The Green Satin

Sweet green of mine,
How I love you so.

You bring me comfort,

When little else does.

You love unconditionally,

Even though animate be not you.

I rub you through my fingers,

Bringing calm to the powerful storm,

That is the thoughtful mind.

I focus on the sound,

That the rubbing it does make.

I stop what I am doing,

And focus only on the sound.

Moving to a calmer state,

My being, relaxing for a little.

I treasure you,

Like nothing else,

That I have ever owned.

I’d sooner loose all my possessions,

Than loose you my good friend.

I call thee by thy name,

And you always provide.
You follow me everywhere I go,

On holidays and the like.

Stuffed within a pillow,

Ready to comfort me,

When the lights go out at night.

Made with care,

And made with love,

No wonder I am happy,

When I know you are near.

So sweet green satin of mine,
Oh how precious you are to me.

A comforter of sorts,

A satin that is mine.