I search high and low
Around, left, right
I run in cirlces
My chances, very slight
I climb the Himalayas
Look around from there
I find nothing but snow
In the distance, I stare
I get on a boat
Search Japan out of its mind
I also try sushi
It's not my kind
I fly to Africa
Run the dry land
Off the beaten path
I fall, I cannot stand
I search the islands
Blocking my home
I search every house
Every dome
I sail back home
To see what it brings me
I sit alone at my desk
I find no one, as you can see
(Summer/Fall 2007, Age 10, Wisconsin)
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What a great poem. Keep writing for i can behold in your heart that you have a soul of a poet and a heart of a dreamer that can go beyond and beyond searching to touch a soul like me, to inspire and have hope in life. thanks for sharing and best wishes, melvin banggollay Philippines