poem of the day December 20 

How does the lost

find their way 

into the found?

Is lost and found

some grand circle

with some grand plan

where it follows the other

in a never ending series

of here and there

perhaps requiring 

some special breath

My mother said

nothing was ever missing

I don't know 

but I do know

It is a miracle 

and a thrill 

to find something 

long time gone