What Else I Might Find

I'm thinking of a book that I had not such a long time ago. A little red paperback book that I once decided I didn't need but then later changed my mind. Oh where is it?

I'm thinking of a notebook that I had a very long time ago. For a long time it sat on a shelf in the closet in the home where I grew up. But I can't picture where it might be now. Oh where is it?

Somewhere in the garage, there must be a box hidden very well, out of plain view, disguised perhaps to throw me off. Somewhere in there, in a box in a corner under a pile, I hope one day to find that little red book and that notebook of poems.

And who knows what else I might find.

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