I began a frantic search

I was a grumbling grouse

I needed to find it

searching the entire house.

I started in the kitchen -

it was the obvious place

I dug through drawers and cupboards

combing every inch of space.

It was not in the kitchen

on to the room where I dine

I crawled around on the floor

on top of the buffet I climbed.

If I had a chandelier

I probably would have been swinging

searching the highest places

where a lot of dust was clinging.

Even my best dishes

were empty and dusty

I’m a lousy housekeeper

my skills are very rusty.

No point in dwelling

to the living room now

cushions went flying

I wiped sweat from my brow.

I found a few coins and

an earring I had lost

a piece of mouldy bread

and a pink slip from my boss.

Anger raged within me

frustration set in…

Where the hell was it?

Ow! I banged my shin.

I limped into the bedroom

I looked in every drawer

no longer lost and found

my search had become a war.

Filled with determination

I searched in all my clothes

my jeans and underwear

my dresses and pantyhose.

I fell onto the bed

I had to use my brain

it was hiding somewhere

I began to feel drained.

Giving up I could not do

I had come so very far

I lifted up my pillow

and found that sweet chocolate bar.