None of these will bring disaster

when you lose me
and when i lose you

when you give me
and i give it back in return

when you find me
and i tell you that i am now free

when i find you
and i tell you i am not at all worried

where you are heading
and where i am finally coming home to me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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