Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Seeking the Sought

My missing gloves turned up today
(Good thing – I was distraught)
Inside the pockets of a jacket
I forgot I bought.

The lesson of this incident
Is that we really ought
To leave no stone unturned
Until we find what we have sought.

A search that’s merely cursory
Will yield, as wisdom’s taught,
A disappointing outcome,
All your efforts come to naught.

But diligence will show results
That laziness has fought,
So “seek and ye shall find” remains
A wise and prescient thought.

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Maurice Rigoler January 6, 2016 at 8:59 PM Very true as your last line says. But I'm no always patient with things lost (and now that I'm up in years I lose quite lot of things, including my memory). So rather than spend hours or even days looking for lost items, I but a new one. Except for my memory, I don't lose anything really valuable. Thanks for your support. / M

Jean Murray January 6, 2016 at 5:38 PM Good advice Ilene. My husband is a gardener and deals mostly in cash. A year after he left, I found 200 euro behind a drawer he used to keep it in.