He had been searching forĀ . . .
well it was impossible to say
for how long, even he
could not remember when
he began the search, but
he was sure it was some time ago.
People would seem him searching,
most would ignore him, either
afraid to interrupt the search
or afraid of him, probably crazy,
but once a small child
came up to him and tugged
on his pants leg, “watcha
looking for mister?”
the child asked with innocent eyes.
“I’ve been looking so long
I’m not sure I remember
what I am looking for,”
he replied to the child.
The child smiled, said,
“if you don’t know what you
are looking for, I am
sure you will find it.”
He smiled back
at the child, “I just did,
thank you teacher” he said
and walked slowly away.