What If...
Your phone was lost in a pile of possessions
I would call it with hope
that someone would hear the resonating ring
only to find
my phone is dead
I would search the house
looking in every nook and cranny
like a spy stalking its subject
When that fails
I nonchalantly ask my family for help
hoping to sound like I am not
thinking of the catastrophic things that could have happened
I search high and low
only to find
my phone
is exactly where I looked first
Great poem we can all relate to. Mine is more like where did I put my keys?
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