Some Things Want to Be Found
You said your greatest fear
is being forgotten –
Then you let me go
like your bicycle that was stolen last May
and you never reported it, because,
you said, “They never find them anyway.”
Maybe some things want to be found
and all you have to do is look.
All I do is sleep. I can’t work.
Didn’t I tell you that a love song
came on the radio
and in my mind I saw your face?
Maybe some things want to be found
and all you have to do is look.
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Wael Abdelgawad
October 31, 2014
Fresno, California
