to wander is to be lost
missing since Sunday
she sighs when she sleeps
moving on
to who knows where
just one steady look-see
just one focused listen
so long gone
before that day of rest
out there
in a big world
willing to grovel
hitch hike
beg
wander
she's out there
our little girl lost
hoping
dreaming
wishing
for that elusive
someday
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we are praying all the time.
my heart breaks for this,
for you .
you humble me .