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Everyday Thrill
January 11, 2013
I put my hand on my pocket,
But I don't feel anything,
I check the others too,
Oh gee, it must be missing.
Why do I do this to myself?
Never careful, so forgetful,
I should put it in the same pocket,
But that's probably too hopeful.
I lose it day after day,
Then find it in the wrong spot,
Why don't I just put it away?
I question this a lot.
Maybe it's too exciting,
Almost like a game.
It's all just too inviting,
Although that might sound kind of lame.
But it always finds me,
And I have the feeling of relief,
To find the thing I'm looking for.
I'm happy as can be.
© Anonymous
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