Missing Memories

I’ve lost my book of poems
Searched for it everywhere
I looked inside the cupboards
And underneath the stair.

It’s been put away quite safely
So it would not get damaged or lost
Trouble is, it’s to darn safe
As I’m finding at my cost.

I’ve tried the airing cupboard
And in the Pantry too
Tried as well, the garden shed
Even in the loo.

It really is not something
That I can do again
So I must keep on searching
Alas, so far in vain.

To most it is so much rubbish
Written up in verse
But to me, its years of thoughts
Now lost, what could be worse.

Sometime later

At last, at last, they have come to light
Well Thank the Lord for that
But I want to know how they got hidden
Beneath the kitchen mat!!!