Hmm, I lost my care
lost it good and gone somewhere out there.
I set it down somewhere
but where?
Not there,
or there,
or there.
Without my care
I lose my sense of fair.
I lose my sense of dare.
I lose my sense of share.
Oh, where, where is my care?!
I would look for it over there
but to put forth that much effort
requires me to care.
© 2016 ck’s days

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