The lost and found box

A little friend spends the day in the lost and found box

 

Lost and found

Hiding in the darkness

Waiting for some light

Am I really lost?

Or am I stolen?

Never to be found again?

Or am I just misplaced?

 

To go in the lost and found box

Waiting for my carers to find me

Will they come?

Or leave me here alone?

The wait will be the worst

The anticipation

Jumping at every noise

The hope

Going

Going

Gone

Now I am sad

For there is no owner

No one to take me home and care for me

Clean me

Give me love

That little girl

Has lost her best friend

As I have lost mine

This means its all gone

The tea parties

The hugs

The secrets shared

The bonding

All gone

 

It has been 2 days since I was lost

I have no hope

I am in the bottom of the box

 forgotten probably

Slipped the mind

Out of sight

Out of mind

 

But there is light

A rustling

Moving of things

A face

My friends face

She has a smile on her face

As she reaches down

She grabs me

Hugs me

Kisses me

Laughs with me

 

I have been found

My hope has been restored and I have succeeded

I have found my best friend again

Those times are back

The tea parties are back

The hugs are back

The secrets are back

The bonding is back

I am ready to go home now

Back to my bed with all the other teddies and dolls on the end of her bed

Back to my family

 

 

 

Author's Note

Please comment!! And look at my other works please!!

Reviews

[Kaine]

It's interesting how a person who's looking for someone (or something) lost, is often just as lost themselves, although in a slightly different sence. I like how the narrator is just waiting through the whole thing, describing all the same feelings of anxiety and uncertainty, that the little girl must be feeling. Interesting.

[patricia]

This is really good. A triumph over tragedy, you penned it really well, and I loved the images you used. Thanks.

[SOUL LESS]

I can't really find anything to comment on. If I really like a poem i can't really comment...coz it seems really a waste of words. My compliments are silent. But the Author's Note forced me to comment. So, it's a great poem...done up in about 10 mins though. Nice...tells the truth...and yeah everyone can relate.
The structure is fine...and it is poetry. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Not good to be in the lost and found box. I did like the positive ending to the poem. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Forest Green]

Nice, happy ending...truly illustrates the wonders of true friendship.


Well done...

[Mark]

To tell a story from the doll's point of view is unique, a fresh approach. I would like to see you rework this however, and make it into an allegory, comparing the supposed feelings of the doll to the actual feelings of either the doll's owner, or of yourself. You have rather nicely made us aware of the doll's "feelings", its fear, its jubilation when found. What lessons can we take from these to apply to our OWN feelings, our OWN lives?