Warmed by the Fold

You tucked the blanket just a bit

Enough to show you never quit

Not too tight, not just for show

But a way to let me know

Even when you’re far away

You still care in quiet ways

You don’t wrap me in a speech

But your reach is always reach

Warmed by the fold, held so near

Even in the coldest year

Your embrace in cotton sewn

Makes me feel I’m not alone

You don’t stay to hold me close

But your warmth is what I chose

Even still, in stories old—

I am warmed by how you fold