Lost

I put my hand in my pocket,
And noticed I'd lost my keys;
But it's ok, I can make another pair.

I opened up my cupboard,
And saw I'd lost my hat and scarf;
But I can get some more.

I looked inside my drawer,
I'd lost a silver pen, a watch and wallet;
But these too, can be replaced.

I went about my house, and noticed I'd lost a lot of things,
A camera, a birthday present from last year,
A coat, must have left it on the train,
Binoculars, though not lost, broken.
But these aren't the things which matter most.

I put my hand to my heart,
and noticed I'd lost the world,
for I lost a friend,
who can never be replaced.
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One of my first attempts at prose.