Oh no! It’s gone!
Quick, search in the cupboard,
under the stairs,
peek in the fridge; it may be there!
Dig through your purse,
pull out your pockets,
silently vow you’ll hoard less
of all the wrappers of gum,
oh! There’s that skirt from 2001,
lip balm, hair brush, lint roller.
But it’s still lost, hang on.
Phew. On the charger.
Now…
Oh no, they’re gone!
Where are my glasses?
Please don’t tell me
they’re somewhere over here…
Bathroom, living room, upstairs and down,
you’ve searched everywhere, except..
Oh! On your head!
Unfortunately, you have exactly captured an everyday ritual for many of us. Fortunately it makes a fun and entertaining poem. Thank you.
Oh, thank you! I can appreciate the ritual, because no matter how hard I try, I tend to lose/forget where things are.
Very nice, I can relate to it and the poem made me smile. Lovely write