FebulousFebruary 2025: Lost and Found

Lost…and found

 

Lost sheep 

Lost sleep 

Lost weight

Lost keys 

 

Lost parents

Lost friends 

Lost time

Lost love…

 

I think about loss,

And the impermanence of things…

 

Nothing lasts 

It will pass

It does – and it did,

Pass that is.

 

So here I am,

Found, standing –

In the last quarter, possibly 

How strange that sounds…

 

Found peace

Found quiet

Found myself, if there is such a thing…

 

There’s certainly a sky

Today’s is grey

There’s grass, and rain

I found those yesterday.

 

What have you lost?

What have you found?

Where are you

In the whole great scheme of things?

Val Johnson, Herne Bay