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Lost and Found
I am looking for something I have lost.
I need to find it and I will spare no cost.
I look here and there, I look everywhere.
I am looking at places I shall not share.
With the loss and realization I begin to swoon.
It all began the first time I picked up that spoon.
I started to walk and talk with much to carry.
I was on my way and at times it was hairy.
The span of life became rather comfortable.
There were time that are quite memorable.
Now looking back from the path I came.
I need my glasses, and help with a cane.
I was found all this time with help from above.
This journey, the path I am on is one full of love.
Edward J Ebbs - March 23, 2015