The Hunt

Hither and dither I search What am I Iooking for, I wish I knew Just in a dream last night, was told to look Think I am going mad as a pile of nothings I aquire Went through the drawers in all bedrooms three Pile of maybe’s line the floor Maybe I will throw out or maybe I will keep I wish oh how I wish I knew the score Oh is it this jumper with tag still on, Oh my! when did I buy it I ask myself Not quite the colour I would usually try Maybe in the xmas pile it can be of some use Then a smile lit my face, a small box I espy Will it be empty or are the contents there I see a ring of not much value at all yet In memories is too priceless to share. Was from a lad many years before Gave it to me before he passed away Just a friendship ring, with memories abound As I place it on my finger, I sat and cried. Penned 6 November 2016