Where Are They
A tiny baby dollhouse doll,
A bunch of dominoes,
A puzzle piece, a stacking cup -
Where are they? No one knows.
The cover to some match-up cards,
The crayons in a box,
Three golf balls from the matching set,
Assorted Lego blocks.
These items and a dozen more
Are AWOL and I'd bet
That I'm the only person
In the house who seems to fret.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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