I’m Lost


Do you have it?
I thought you did,
I don’t.
Is it not in there?
No, it’s not here.
Then please tell me where?
I don’t know,
If where is there,
Or hear is near.
Does she have it?
You’ll have to ask.
I can’t see why,
She would hold it,
For it’s still not there,
Then where has it gone,
Perhaps moved somewhere.
It prefers to be,
Other than here,
Or way over there,
Nowhere I can see.

–Richard Bryant