If there was just a lost and found
where we could go when feeling down,
there we might regain our youth,
or find again that missing tooth.
Then when a wandering soul we cross,
we'd take them there at any cost,
for there they just may be recovered,
by one who lost them, rediscovered.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Barry this has a lovely flow to it. Don't we just wish there was a lost and found. nice read. Annette.
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