SEARCHING

Two years ago I thought you were on Lakeview Line,

Now, I believe your living in a wooded lot,

I’ll keep searching for you even if I’m behind,

I hope that you have a nice bed and not a cot.

 

How many people are guarding you?

I hope that your safe and being taken care of,

Do you spend your days watching the lake that is blue?

Or do you write letters to me on how much you love?

 

Did you travel to see the capital city?

How many months were you there?

Do you listen every day to our ditty?

Are you with our children that you care?

 

Maybe you spent time along the ocean,

Brought our kids to Disney Land,

Laying in the sun wearing sun tan lotion,

I’m not letting go, giving you my hand.

 

I felt one day that you were in Costco in London,

Getting supplies and food that weighed a ton,

I wish I could feel your spirit tonight,

So I can find you with all my might.

 

Another time I felt that you in a helicopter,

Flying above the skies on a nice day,

Living life large and not being a pauper,

I can’t wait to show you my loving ways.

 

Sometimes I think you ride in a big van,

I hope you don’t cook or use the frying pan,

Being served every day and telling them what you like,

Always having someone walks beside you as you hike.

 

I know that you didn’t forget about me,

Cause I haven’t got you off my mind,

I’ll keep searching for you wherever you may be,

Even if another year goes by, I will find.

 

I hear you and I feel your closeness,

I just think about days you were a hostess,

Or the days that you were a cashier,

Or the days you wore scrubs that were flashier.