POEM: Ecuadorian Blanket

How beautiful, how tender, how soft!

The Ecuadorian blanket Grandma gave me to keep me strong

To keep me warm


Painted animals with dyes, needles, and threads

Woven by the Indians, a full story can be read

Fantastic stories cuddle my rest


Grandma loves to knit

However, an Ecuadorian blanket she could not string

With all her love, for my birthday, it was her gift


When I opened the wrapping paper, nothing I could see

Taking it out, WOW! There was a whole jungle on it!


This blanket tells the most beautiful stories I could ever hear

This is the Ecuadorian blanket, always a need

Every night when going to sleep

This is far better than counting a hundred sheep!