Searching
He joined book clubs and health clubs,
He volunteered his time
To help those in need.
He hung out at bars till 2:00am
Too many times to mention.
He walked the streets
Both day and night,
Mile after mile
All the while searching.
Searching for her.
Searching for someone.
No matter where he looked.
No matter where he went,
No matter how many clubs he joined
He always ended up
Back where he began.
Alone.
And searching.
Roy W. Backes
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