nmah5308.xml
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nmah5308.xml
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Linuss Blanket
Ripped from my arms,
that wrap of secure safety
I grew up with in my grasp.
That tattered but sturdy clothe that
I swaddled my shivering self in.
I search all day for those frayed remnants
of magically impenetrable protection.
I cannot find that sense of sanctuary anywhere,
not in the eyes of the man on the T.V.,
nor in the skies above.
The sky, where I only look for signs and more signs.
Where is Linuss blanket?
I would share half with you,
if I could only discover where it got to today.
September 11th, 2001
Tammy Nuzzo-Morgan
Ripped from my arms,
that wrap of secure safety
I grew up with in my grasp.
That tattered but sturdy clothe that
I swaddled my shivering self in.
I search all day for those frayed remnants
of magically impenetrable protection.
I cannot find that sense of sanctuary anywhere,
not in the eyes of the man on the T.V.,
nor in the skies above.
The sky, where I only look for signs and more signs.
Where is Linuss blanket?
I would share half with you,
if I could only discover where it got to today.
September 11th, 2001
Tammy Nuzzo-Morgan
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Created by Author
yes
Described by Author
no
Date Entered
2002-11-27
Citation
“nmah5308.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed October 1, 2026, https://911.dev.chnm.gmu.edu/items/41222/.