The Lost Room


my favorite t-shirt
(the gray one, that got softer
every time I washed it),
the pen my advisor gave me
when I graduated college,
my earring (just the one,
I still have the other)

where did they go?

is there a room somewhere
where all lost things gather?
can I go there and look
for all my lost things?

will I find my lucky rabbit’s foot?
what about opportunities?
and love lost?
will my dad be there?

will I find myself?

P. Wanken



  1. Oh, this was making me want for some lost things and then you got me with your dad part, so truly touching. ((hugs)) to you PaulaQ. I hope everything is going good for you @ now . ❤


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