You’ll find me in the pockets of time
Where you shared my laughs
And you shared my smiles
You’ll find me in the park
Under the shade of the oak tree
Calmed by the shadows in the dark
You’ll find me in the pages of books
A paper clip to mark a page
A folded page to mark a book
You’ll find me in the wisps of stories
and the incomplete poems you read
You will find me
But right now, you need to know
I have left.
