Missing Charger Poem by Austin Lockwood

Missing Charger



Charger oh charger where might you be
Ive been looking all over and your black cord I cant see
I put you in my backpack so I would know where you are
unless you can slither like a snake you cant have gone far
my phone is now dying for you are nowhere to be found
I hope I did not drop you onto the ground
Searching under my bed
to the shelves overhead
I rapidly continue the search
for on my shoulder my dying phone is pearched
In a compartment I find a surprise
I reached inside and retrieved my prize

Monday, June 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lost,phone
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by a phone call with my mother when her phone was dying and she was searching for her charger.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jaishree Nair 15 June 2015

The pleasure of inding the missing charger nicely envisioned .thanks

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