Tucked up under the seat
Thrown way down on the floor
Could it be such a treat?
Is it enjoyed anymore?
Lost in a world all its own
Found there by no one at all
Like a dog without his own bone
Stuck deeply and jammed in the fall
©2023 CBialczak
Tucked up under the seat
Thrown way down on the floor
Could it be such a treat?
Is it enjoyed anymore?
Lost in a world all its own
Found there by no one at all
Like a dog without his own bone
Stuck deeply and jammed in the fall
©2023 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
Been there, yep!
Great poetry!
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The hunt for the essence of Autumn! I do like the way you never come out and say what you have misplaced or what you are searching for…. Bravo!!
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Thank you so much
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I am a scavenger at heart. My wife doesn’t particularly care for that part of me.
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I’m a pack rat…I save everything just in case I can repurpose it!
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