Something Is Missing
Something is missing in the cupboard.
It might be a jar of blackberry jam,
Made of the fruits picked in the summer.
Something is missing in the closet.
It might be a coat with big red buttons,
Their bright red cheered me up in the winter.
Something is missing in my heart.
I wonder if I know what is,
It can make everyone smile like spring.
Something is missing somewhere
If I know what is missing and where
I can fill the ‘what’ into the ‘where’ in the autumn.
Copyright © Felicia Jarvis | Year Posted 2017