Where did it go? <br />I really don't know. <br />I lost it weeks ago <br />in the middle of the night. <br />Too tired to get up. <br />Said I'd take care of it <br />first thing in the morning. <br />Didn't want to wake the wife. <br />Now it's lost in the ether <br />with some others, gone forever. <br />They never come back. <br /> <br />I feel like the blind man <br />in the yard next door <br />trying to find the red ball <br />his guide dog failed to fetch. <br />How does he know it was red? <br />Or the lothario memorialized <br />in the paper this morning <br />for crawling out the window <br />when his lover's husband <br />caught an early plane home. <br />Left his pants and wallet behind. <br /> <br />Some things never come back, <br />sometimes for the better <br />but not this time. <br />The next time I wake up <br />in the middle of the night <br />and hear the band playing <br />a new song in my head <br />I'll get up, believe me, <br />and write everything down. <br />It might be another <br />'Moonlight in Vermont.'<br /><br />Donal Mahoney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/songwriter-s-nightmare/
