Gone

Many things of loss I have come across, in this journey called life.

From past to present it never leaves following me like a shadow.

Where is my favorite car? Where are my keys?

Questions still asked from years passed.

Why can’t I remember? Anger. Guilt. Sadness.

It’s impossible to forget the possessions I lose.

Thy faith never dies to see the day that they will come back to me.

I hope sometime I will know where the lost have gone. Until then the search is on.