Lost & Unfound

I lost my train ticket today, and it made me think about all the things we lose in a lifetime that are never recovered.

I don’t have a particular list in mind, but where do all the lost socks go, for example?

Is there some kind of Socks Heaven where one day I will be reunited with them?

Or am I destined to wear mismatched socks for the rest of my life?

Perhaps there is a reason for losing some things.

To find something better.

© 2016 magicofwords

To celebrate National Poetry Month, I will write a poem a day.