Finding self

misplacing hope once had
possessing something
an object or belief
walking towards dreams
colors dancing freely
to roam without restraint
closed in boundaries
lines meant to cross
pathways connecting
remaining in touch
feeling hands in mine
receiving what is given
to offer a gift to another
a person other than self
the one never misplaced
absent from usual location
a place to find what is missing
forgetting to participate.

                   Jaymes Ian Woode


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