Lost and found
Hiding in the darkness
Waiting for some light
Am I really lost?
Or am I stolen?
Never to be found again?
Or am I just misplaced?
To go in the lost and found box
Waiting for my carers to find me
Will they come?
Or leave me here alone?
The wait will be the worst
The anticipation
Jumping at every noise
The hope
Going
Going
Gone
Now I am sad
For there is no owner
No one to take me home and care for me
Clean me
Give me love
That little girl
Has lost her best friend
As I have lost mine
This means its all gone
The tea parties
The hugs
The secrets shared
The bonding
All gone
It has been 2 days since I was lost
I have no hope
I am in the bottom of the box
forgotten probably
Slipped the mind
Out of sight
Out of mind
But there is light
A rustling
Moving of things
A face
My friends face
She has a smile on her face
As she reaches down
She grabs me
Hugs me
Kisses me
Laughs with me
I have been found
My hope has been restored and I have succeeded
I have found my best friend again
Those times are back
The tea parties are back
The hugs are back
The secrets are back
The bonding is back
I am ready to go home now
Back to my bed with all the other teddies and dolls on the end of her bed
Back to my family
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