Lost or Misplaced

When things are lost or just misplaced,
It’s more than just annoying,
For time spent looking’s such a waste
While good moods face destroying.

Since even in a smallish space
There’s lots of room for hiding,
So when you’ve searched most every place,
Frustration’s not subsiding.

If giving up is not a choice,
You’re stuck without direction
And even if your inner voice
Is battling dejection

There has to be a point at which
The chances shrink to slender
Of finding what you lost, so switch
Your goal and just surrender.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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M  Avatar
August 10, 2025 at 2:43 AM
And how annoying and time consuming is it also Ilene….time wasted on looking for stuff! Enjoyed this….Debx
Velasco Avatar
August 9, 2025 at 1:37 AM
This is great! You really captured the annoying feeling of losing stuff and how frustrating it can get. I like how you keep it light but still honest, especially the part about finally knowing when to just give up. Totally relatable!
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