Lost

Amber Alert

wakes me from a deep sleep.

An old man has gone

missing in his 2002 Honda sedan.

It is what his family always feared—

that he drove away

and would never be found.

_________________

dVerse prompt on lost and found. That and being sleep interrupted by an amber alert. This poem makes me think of how dementia drives the brain— driving away and never being found.

Lost

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