Reflections of the Soul: Poetry

Lost then Found

"Lost then Found"

Seeing you on her hand

Makes me really sad.

I lost you in this very land.

To take you swiftly, is that bad?

You're about to run out like sand

Slowly, with you on the hand of the lad.

"Poor Mr. Pen!" Andrea said.

If I could get it back, I'll be glad!

I think about it even on the bed.

Without it, I feel very sad.

Before dismissal, I approached her with a face red.

My thoughts were swirling. Will she get mad?

Calling her name, she looked at me.

I asked about the pen she owned.

She pulled it out, "This one, you mean?"

I explained, hoping she won't moan.

Everything worked out from what I've seen.

He picked it up when it was accidentally thrown.

Sorry if I have forsaken you.

I'll take better care of my friend.

Your color's awesome--a mix of red and blue.

People should find it the new color trend!

I will try to never drop you

Or else your tip will bend.

- 2011