Lost Property
There, at the back, in the corner, behind
the screen, can you see it? Over there,
follow the sunbeams; be careful where you tread.
You’ll know it when you do see it, honest.
It arrived here long ago, delivered too soon.
Yes, that’s it. Serious, giggly child
full of wonder for the world
secure, safe, no doubts
lithe, clever. A little scared of her Mum
Daddy’s Angel. No doubts
skipping though perpetual sunshine.
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