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
Little man,
a sweet smile
inside a beautiful
mind,
drawn by the
quiet love
of his personal
hero.
She would go
to the ends of the world
to find inspiration,
keep honing
the sparkle,
sweet glint in his eye
that would suggest
beauty is all I
see when you are with me.
Please,
allow her to know
she is elegance
the delight
in his soul
when finding
inspiration,
will she give him
her love,
yes,
always will his
life be the wonder
of her personal dreams
to give him
swift confidence,
sweet innocence,
For her love in his eyes
will his wonder live wise.
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