I wonder if you can help me?
I have mislaid my train of thought
My mind wandered off without it
Now it’s lost without support

It arrived this morning brightly
At some ungodly hour
Then with some cheek, played hide and seek
‘til I stepped into the shower

I did my best to grasp it then
That was, of course, my hope
Yet my efforts yielded nothing
But fresh air and listless soap

I hunted for it in the study
For sometimes they wind up there
But my desk refused to tell me
So did my haughty office chair

I thought I had it in the kitchen
Sensed it was within my reach
So I rifled through the fruit bowl
Just to find a soggy peach

I’ve looked behind the telly
The sofa declined to say a word
And I swear that in the garden
I was mocked by that bluebird

Yes, I’ve checked in all my pockets
Yes, I’ve looked inside my shoes
I’ve even dug through all the coat hoods
But still, no hope nor sodding clues

Every cupboard has been opened
Every window, drawer and door
I think I’m going round in circles...
Have I told you that before?

That train of thought eludes me
It is hiding? Is it lost?
Should I wait for the return journey
With my toes and fingers crossed?

Tonight, I’ll leave the light on
To try attract it back
Hope the driver will somehow get the hint
Or, if not, get the sack

And next time, I will be ready
With a pen beside my bed
And if I miss a train of thought
I’m going back to sleep instead