Memory

To search about in the woods,
looking for something
it can be a acorn or a pine cone
or just a rabbit that has lost his way,
recently I saw just on time a red squirrel
with a beautiful tail climbing into a tree

and still I’m coming home sometimes
with that feeling inside
that I haven’t found it that day
it’s nibbling inside, as if I was hungry
and would start all over again
to go at the same places I’ve already seen

it’s as if I have lost something along the way
something that matters or important is
even if I cannot read it or recognize it by sight
it’s carved as a scar in my tormented memory
when I find it I will call and let you know.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
22/10/2014