Today I can’t wait to share with you a poem I just wrote called
“Lost, not Found.”
This is a short poem, but sometimes it is those few lines that touch us deeply.
I hope you like it!
Lost, not Found
whose nest is the moon,
flies among the stars,
looking for it’s hatchling.
It’s hatchling is Time,
calling out though the eons,
as a falling star.
Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!
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“You are never too old, too wacky, too wild, to pick up a book and read, to a child.” -Dr. Seuss