The Lost Get Found

NP: Britt Nicole “The Lost Get Found”

December fourteen was supposed to be a great day.

The delayed report is to be delivered,

The Christmas party is to be enjoyed,

The smiles are to be given and received,

The songs are to be sung freely,

The games are to be played child likely.

But something went wrong – I forgot the battery of my digicam.

I didn’t care,

I trusted fate.

I know that the lost will get found.

I didn’t know,

I ventured faith.

But something went wrong – I still haven’t seen what I want to.

The impromptu party started,

I even carried my team into victory.

But the victory didn’t carry with it my smile.

The curious case of Kevin Tuazon seem to interest,

The furious phases of time seem to suddenly sadden me.

But something went wrong – the sun is setting; my mind is doubting.

I just wanted to be alone.

But the taps at my back,

The steps that searched me,

The voices that calmed me,

Said I should be, and be still.

Then something went right – my feet ran through the course.

On our way to another party,

I didn’t know how to get merry.

ALAS! Merry Christmas means “MERRY? CHRIST MUST!”

The things I needed – a battery, a charger, a hug.

The lost got found at the moment I least expected.

Yes, some things went right – overflow started, counter flow rejected.

More than what I wanted,

There are things that I needed.

They’re here in abundance: “how come?” I ask.

I still don’t know why,

But I know I am loved.

O, how everything went right – the lost, by believing, get found.

The delayed report was delivered,

The Christmas party was enjoyed,

The smiles were given and received,

The songs were sang freely,

The games were played child likely,

The provisions proved so mightily,

The hearts exposed so clearly,

The sons came back so needy,

The friendship found so solidly,

The love is seen so invisibly.

Every little thing and some more went right – December fourteen is a great day, after all.