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.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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