Have You Met My Home?

Published on 6 July 2016 at 00:55

I’ve sat here,

alone and afraid,

though I am still alive—

today, today, today!

 

And I sit upon this tree,

where the leaves are so

evergreen. I might say,

have you met my home this day?

 

And will you help me find it,

whoever you are?

Whether a friend or a foe,

or a troll or a gnome—

 

may you help me find it,

my home?

May it be

somewhere in the

great unknown?

 

Or it might just be

wherever I first misplaced it.

Or perhaps you know

as much as I do.

 

And now I am

talking to myself, too.