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my keys
my car keys
where the hell are my car keys
I’ve looked everywhere
well
obviously not everywhere
I can’t keep track of things
better find Kathy
thank heavens for the gift of voice
makes her more difficult to lose
unless we’re in Costco
woman enjoy a special gift
the gift of invisibility
my keys share that gift
if it’s not the keys it’s my wallet
if not my wallet — my notes
a pen
my watch
that phone number
a book
the tickets
my eye-glasses
those personal receipts
some damned thing is always lost
my life is search and rescue
drives me up the wall
and everyone around me — crazy
except Kathy
patience personified
what would I do without my wife
wouldn’t be only my things that were lost
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rob kistner © 2009
Wonderful sentiment, Rob. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
~Saoirse
A love story indeed.
I hold myself in the doorway
I love this Rob.
Every man needs one! Better start searching!!
ah, a man who understands and appreciates LOL
As our children grew it amazed me how everyone thought I had some special power bestowed by the universe. The power to know the whereabouts of everything that belonged to everyone in the family. A heavy burden 🙂
Hey,Rob: Finally got a chance to read and listen to your poetry site. Beautiful! Do you think you could send Kathy here to fine all of my missing things – including thoughts?