The Lost Room

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?

2012-05-01
P. Wanken

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9 comments

  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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