Elusive Treasured Likeness Poem by James B. Earley

Crossed the mind…and went to look
….Gone……without a trace
What hoped for…was not in sight
…..Instead…….an empty space

Why complain indeed the thought
….No one would care…the least
As often is the truth betwixt
……The beauty…and the beast

To great surprise….realized
…..Long……before day's end
Image that was missed so much
….Had at once…returned again

Now may the future be so kind
….And hold…within its grace
The elusive treasured likeness…
That of Mystery's…lovely face