Mononucleosis Condition_symptoms

Where the hell have you hidden the poem? Today I took

I tried waking up early

all the poetry that we wanted

I searched the yellow flowers
hoped to find among the tulips

I tried one of the most red fruits
but it was not even among the strawberries

I have searched a thousand more children now grown on me

I looked between the sheets where the wires came out of left dangling

I opened the doors and windows
was hoping that would help me the current

then I put my hands in the pocket of his jeans
remember saying one day that there
would keep all the best.