SAFE UNFOUND.

I stored it safe somewhere,
So safe it’s now amiss,
For although I know it’s there,
I’ve forgotten where there is.

And though it’s no surprise,
I’m constantly amazed,
To hide only to find,
I’ve lost the hiding place.

Still things I thought were precious,
Are honestly protected,
Like babies in their crèches,
Safe until collected.

Though something is for certain,
Some unexpected day,
I’ll come across a curtain,
Beyond, a lost highway,

And further round and forward,
An ill remembered store,
Containing all, and more goods,
I thought I’d lost for sure.

Though remembering what’s elsewhere,
It comes as some surprise,
To realise they’re safer there
Than in front of current eyes.