My Best Friend Moj

She wanted a poem. I wrote one.

A poem for you;
A poem for him;
A poem for her;
A poem for those lost in the middle of their lives
without a thought that turns them back
into the person they once wanted to be.

A poem for the lost;
A poem for the found;
A poem for the sane;
looking for advice on those that cannot find the insanity of being sane.

A poem for the kind;
A poem for the hurt;
A poem for a poem;
that cannot find the words to complete its last line
of whatever it feels it has thrown into the world
of yet another
calm and quiet night.