被子 (blanket)

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once fluffy filled with delicately woven cotton,

now a stringed pool of memories remains.

each year we continuously changed,

but you continued as a piece that made me complete.

the collector of my tears and bearer of my existence, 

you’ve accompanied my developing journey.

you were the first thing that truly belonged to me:

my lucky charm, my comfort item 

like a guardian angel, you’ve watched over me,

following me through every bridge we’ve crossed. 

your delicate fabric always reminds me of home,

and although washed hundreds of times, you’ll forever remain beautiful in my eyes.

My childhood blanket embodies feelings of comfort and warmth. It has been with me since my first day born. (Photo/Wikimedia Commons – DMI Semad) 

Nicholas, a sophomore at American Heritage, is excited to write with the Patriot Post for a second year. With a passion for writing and science, he often creates poetry or performs science research. His favorite hobbies are listening to different kinds of music, collecting albums, and figure skating. Outside of writing-related activities, he participates actively in extracurriculars ranging from Dead Poet’s Society to Key Club to tennis. He hopes to positively impact others through writing by promoting creativity and inspiring future generations!