I looked for you on the porch swing,

And in the mossy patch in the garden.


I looked by the swing,

Around the bookshelves,

On the cold concrete bench,

And in you room.


I looked around the paint supplies,

And peered closely at the pastels.


I shook your favorite books,

And checked all your favorite hiding knooks.


But I guess I was looking in all the wrong places,

Because I found you nestled in my heart.

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