Lost Gloves
Leaving quickly I rushed by
Opening my error in this case
Standing on my doorstop at home
Taken aback my gloves are lost
Going too fast I went past them
Leaving them behind somewhere
Originating a fear that they’re gone
Very calmly I went back to look
Eventually I gave up, knowing they’re gone
Somebody will be happy to find them
Entrant into Black Eyed Susan's " Acrostic contest - theme LOST (please read directions)"
8/1/2012
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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