Missing

  

A page is ripped out of my journal 

Was it a note or poem 

A laundry list of to do’s 

Maybe a love song 

My mind drifts off

In the lost poem/words/lists

Written but now lost

Can’t be a poem to a lover

I have none

Childhood doesn’t hold 

words written 

Aim to capture the image 

All dissipated 

In the missing page