Bibo by Abbie Johnson Taylor #PoetryPlace #WordPressWednesday

Bibo by Abbie Johnson Taylor #PoetryPlace #WordPressWednesday


by Abbie Johnson Taylor


My baby brother’s blanket, Bibo, kept him safe.

He carried it with him always,

even after the dog chewed on it.

He refused to give it up

until he eventually outgrew it.

When I was eight or nine,

a friend gave me a Bible.

“I have a Bibo, too,” I told little Andy.

But as I matured,

I found no safety or solace in religion.


This poem is a true story. When I was about eight or nine, and my younger brother Andy was seven years my junior, he had a blanket he called Bibo that he carried with him everywhere. A friend invited me to her church and gave me a Bible. Not knowing the difference, I showed it to Andy, proclaiming that I also had a Bibo. My mother had to explain that what Andy had was a blanket and what I had was a book of religious material. As I grew older, I learned that some people find solace in the Bible such as Andy found in his Bibo.


  1. Thank you, Patty, for publishing this. I’ll re-blog it soon.

    1. Hi Abbie.

      You’re welcome and I see you’ve reblogged.

      Have a safe and relaxing evening.

      Patty L. Fletcher

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  2. Reblogged this on My Corner and commented:
    Good afternoon. Thanks to fellow blogger Patty Fletcher​for publishing my poem today. A fond memory of a blanket my younger brother had when he was a toddler inspired it. Enjoy!

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