Lost and Found

there she is; look at her
Pinocchio,  sickness holding the strings
heavy hollows bleed; of the unexpressed; the Lost and Found
..and Lost

there she is; do you see her?
Found now Lost; having slipped right through

there she is; did you see her?
as you walked on past
bills of Found hiding
in your pocket

there she is; remember?
amidst a haze of Lost
yet you did not stop
your wealth of Found still held

had you stopped that day
and given away
just one dollar
of Found from your pocket

to hope in her hand
seated by the love
displayed by your gesture

there she is; can you see it?
the power of the lost
having been


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