I am lost
like a child wishing to find
his favorite aunt
his precious blanket
his own confusion
his mother and father.
I am lost
like a teenager
losing innocence
fighting hormonal rage
a poem for MaryLou.
I am lost
like a young adult
wanting to marry
hoping for children
finding a job.
I am lost
like now this elder
wishing for peace
hoping to not be left
alone.
©️ Scott F Savage 4/2022